Luke Bloomfield

While the grownups
grilled sausages
I hit sticks with sticks.
This started my career as a killer.
You were wondering where I was all those years.
I was killing people.
For example: Howard
much admired patent clerk.
I killed Norris Floyd
the inconstant and reviled
critic of animal rights.
Henrique Shushufindi
who never existed and died
slowly without complaint.
I killed France once.
It grew a discourteous second head.
I killed it a second time.
It became amphibious.
I said in my purposeful worst French accent
France you are giving me goosebumps
and I am going mental.
I killed France 70 times in total.
A popular avant garde artist
rendered my likeness
from fiberoptics and silicon tubes.
This is what I look like
in the Pompidou:



Many art students have written
dissertations about death
but I am a small planet with
a large hope for water.