ANT & YELLOW JACKET

by Michael Wasson

             pamc’itpáaswisana, kawó ’iceyéeyenm qepsqepsnéewitki 

             kaa hináashanya píswe.

Reach for

the dark hook

in my mouth:

bright hunger

a pulse between

us: & here

at the chest

a bee’s heart

pressing an ant’s

caged ribs before

collapsing. Who

said the body

would break

quite like this

that the face

could seal

another’s? Feel

how alive

your skin is

how these lips

tighten yours:

when does

the breath finally

vanish as both

our bodies erupt

into a single

mouthed arch

of basalt?