Poem by Festival Poet Jonathan Skinner

Thousands of Eyes Catch the Light
Through Your Open Door

mascots of the bizarre
cosmopolitan cannibals
foot & stomach in one
gastropods designed
to eat what they cover
in pedal waves rasping
the low hung green
they move the whole world
through their muscular
and glistening flanks
each day, leaving trails
of absorbent signs
to weave a manifesto
in slow and close biting
contact, where lovers
eat many penises
in a climate controlled
by viscous discharges
and fattening on the vapor
sinking above the land
from Mesozoic Asia to
just past the Holocene
their stalks tipped with ovals
and wet curb feelers are
in touch with the human