buffalo poem

lift the ocean high as it can
use your body
using as a hobby
just a bump
back hump
humping from behind
land river, underwater water
underground hell windows
i throw magma rocks
i fill my pockets with sulfer stones
keep hitting my skull
on my brain roof
chew through the scalp on my saw tooth
keep the money in a pile on my dirt floor
keep forgetting how rich i am
with this small fortune
sod house
pile of dung to burn
all the land i have pissed on
to be mine
to call it my plot
in life
or figure out the meaning
of mass murder
murdering a mass
each furry skin gap
melting under the prairie
so new grass can grow