Axe

My body sings with power
heat, sex, lustful for destruction, taking
The axe arcs through the air, from the ground,
past my left shoulder, singhing the air with
the force of my fire

Fuck this feels good, over and over,
Swinging the ax into the earth,
cutting out roots not needed
Severing ties between bulbs, swing
Swing, swing, swing.

Kneeling down to pull with my bare hands the bulbs and
green stalks, the mud courses through my hands
The adrenaline through my body, fuck
My body is singing, swinging
With power.