Consumed

In Kansas, you know
that the food chain
has a clasp,
and maybe we
are the pendant
but when I sit
on my porch and watch
the welts form
from the straw
mites and mosquitos,
and watch the liquid
dance of chiggers
on the concrete,
I don't feel
like the eater.
And mayber that
is why we believe
in God here; someone
has to be the all-
consuming,
the unconsumed.