Stutter-spits gurgle black bubbles,
struck kinetic, plate hot to the sweat,
vapor returned to liquid like a wife.
Maker, leering the brewing stammer’s fits,
unsteady hand, tile tapping, fidgeting lurker
to the foamy preacher’s caging speech.
Breathe out warm, moist air; prove
a mirror wrong. Suck the snake poison
from a bite and spit the gristle in a sink.
Today, today, with hiss and sputter,
nodding to its last anthems, sing-dragging
like a turbine, a tractor, a machine teacher.