the colony

This poem won Second place in 2-Day Poem Contest 2011

china doll in full fatigues

splayed across the jungle floor


yellowed curls quibble against lex naturalis

encroaching vegetation

moist and fertile

eager to take root

entwine her fractured skull

sprout across the anvil of the land

fling whispers to the wind

pollinate the revolution!


china doll sleeps, hands in fists

beneath the umbrella of a cocoa tree


ant battalions cascade down climbing vines

lockstep, compulsive

mindlessly marching rote formations

flank treacle lips painted rafflesia red

tiny boots mar her porcelain bone

reclaim the space

save this place

drill her body back into the earth