Dog Fists

Even the Dog Fists were half-alien
at some time. But like all good
tribesman, they became spirits
at the broom of dusk
but
what have we here a cock-a-roach,
a cocca-doodle-doo, some shithead
research laboratorist stashing lobotomies
on sideway mirrors lecturing through the
unicorn lenses of ever-sideways tomorrows