Lawrence Beck Poems
The child fell from far above.
The ape, Harambe, looked at him,
Unsettled. All the years of being
Trapped inside his prison cell,
Of being bored to worse than
Death as apes of other sorts appeared
Beyond the wall to leer at him.
At night, sometimes, when they
Were gone, he'd stare up at the
Sky and see the stars, and wonder
If there was another ape, a greater
Being, who had lit the sky that
Way, and who, for reasons
Unexplained, had cast an awful
Curse on him, a prisoner, a
Dark-skinned slave. The child
Fell. He reached to grab it, ...
Samsa And Delilah
A cockroach came, a wretched thing,
Appearing from a shaded corner,
Wanting nothing more than to go
On with its unquestioned life. I flicked
It to the floor and stamped, and, with
A snap, that life had ended, almost
As if one it loved had told it, "Go away."