“Alien vs. Predator” by Michael Robbins

by on 16/04/12 at 10:10 am

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Praise this world, Rilke says, the jerk.
We’d stay up all night. Every angel’s
berserk. Hell, if you slit monkeys
for a living, you’d pray to me, too.
I’m not so forgiving. I’m rubber, you’re glue.

That elk is such a dick. He’s a space tree
making a ski and a little foam chiropractor.
I set the controls, I pioneer
the seeding of the ionosphere.
I translate the Bible into velociraptor.

In front of Best Buy, the Tibetans are released,
but where’s the whale on stilts that we were promised?
I fight the comets, lick the moon,
pave its lonely streets.
The sandhill cranes make brains look easy.

I go by many names: Buju Banton,
Camel Light, the New York Times.
Point being, rickshaws in Scranton.
I have few legs. I sleep on meat.
I’d eat your bra—point being—in a heartbeat.

Original appearance in the New Yorker.

Photo by Robert Baird


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3 Responses to ““Alien vs. Predator” by Michael Robbins”

  1. haildarklord@yahoo.com'

    Jim Grim

    Apr 16th, 2012



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    Michael Robbins

    Apr 17th, 2012

    That Slender-Hedge he so cray.


  3. hdblakely@bellsouth.net'

    Diann Blakely

    Apr 18th, 2012

    Terrific! I can already hear the award-giver’s introduction: “And, from the same state that gave us IN COLD BLOOD…” ! ;-)


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