Rex Gets the Joke


at least energetic punch
lines. His jaws wrapped
around human thigh bones he sighs
at the sight of Noah.

He will end up compost
or rot into inept fuel for lumbering
Hummers or reborn as Bible
School intelligent design poster

boy. All his terrible wind-up
teeth will not daunt or reconstruct
a fundamentalist future décor.
He’s a chump, a growl-less chuckle.