Camp Loss

Breakfast: served at noon
after hoisting our tattered flag.
In lieu of lunch the group
will assemble your stuffed likeness.
Bring your own rope.

Tacks are freely provided
for the decoration of your cabin.
At sunset we hike the steepest hill
to remind ourselves we are merely
bodies. We are psalms

for barnacles. Many choose to swirl
small islands with their fingers.
We serve supper at ten
as is our custom
to court hunger.