Licking A Wound

Every roach that tries its own escape
Under the door crack seal
Finds the densest grove full of broom stick sweeps
And stomping heels
You've reached the final page
That no one can ignore
The only page in any book
That no one's read before
A dark and sagging stain that droops
Until it finally breaks

The rain will let up
Just as the leather flesh feels its touch
And every star and stripe suspended in the sky
Will burn
And divide
And no one will be punished
And no one here will cry this time
A pestilent infection will never get cooled
You're licking a wound that's too late to soothe