April 2: Medusa, YouTube and Isabella Rossellini

A news poem today, hotlinked and everything!

April 2

Medusa’s watching the bee queen

on YouTube


the weevil with her flexible lips

bug-eyed sweetheart of the severed head


she’s remembering that selfsame face

(“One, fuck me. Two, fuck me”)


under bleach-spiked hair



on unsteady beer legs

such a small shift from beer


to bee

a little less wriggle


a recharged buzz

in the (accented) proboscis


as she comes poking into us

venom flowing through us


such a small shift

from actor


to insect, thinks Medusa

letting down her mask