diatomaceous earth

when you attacked the poetry prize winner
an association occurred to me

how it was like diatomaceous earth
that you sprinkle in a kitchen

to shred a roach's exoskeleton:

the intent vicious, the deadliness minute

a white sand's fossil-formed blades
laid for the invader of your space. 

the act alone of setting down
this powder secures your zone

a treatment safe for your toes

and all egos bigger than a pest;

now you may rest, though out of sight
upturned or upright 

the hidden bodies protest, composed
decomposing, "all will be dust in time."