DOWN THE PIPE

Last night, only light
in the dark: cell-phone glow.

A small insect flies into
the luminescence,

essence to jumpskip
suddenly into my throat

it goes! as I gaghack, awful
cough, swallowing as it

clawed, kicked to reach
the light at the end

of my O-looking lips.
Swallowed, down the pipe

into my acidic pool, then
the thought of protein?

nutrients? what good
for the anonymous speck

in my belly but to think that
it thought that it had died

& gone straight to heaven,
for Absence of Body is To Be.