"Loss #2"

We toss mud, we pass the bitter-water cup,
we both consume what we are offering.

We strain to make one another silent
& we both want the last word, absurd.

Well, I'll toss this shit around like an animal too.
Welcome to our dream of the zoo, kangaroo,

mongoose, wildebeest, sugarbeet, avatar,
Man-God--we are flirting with our disasters.

Yet, we are still here;
we are still here after.