Antediluvian

By Rachel See

These terms of venery don’t seem to me
the mark of high society they used to be.
Whether a murder of crows, or a murderous crone;
the cedars ring. She waits alone.
Infructescence, I’m learning the lessons
of expressing my essence – please keep undressin’!
Calabash cousin, calabash cousin
You’re right, I’m lovin’ it
You’re right, I’m lovin’ it
You’re right, I’m lovin’ it