Natural Selection
I repopulate villages
with sloths and capybaras
coati mundis, wombats,
oviparous platypuses.
The shift is imperceptible.
The graduate assistant
scarcely realizes
an anteater is fucking her.
When she herself becomes
a rooting tapir
she barely notices
there's been a change.
The alderman snuffles.
The cop on the beat
scratches an errant flea
as robbers make off with grubs.
No one watches stop signs.
I can do all this because
for the first time, and uniquely
I know the real truth.

Tad Richards

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