To The Batcave, Robin


That dreaded level in Mario Brothers,
bats in the belfry which Artemio owns,

split-level really, upstairs,
the creaking of the creaking itself,

Artemio’s childhood home razed,
not even the termites wanted the wood,

the creek refused to flood
in heavy downpours,

Artemio’s hanging upside-down
in the public library,

filling his head easily
with guano,

which he now
passes on to the unsuspecting.