Keep shooting,
they’ll be wiped out
eventually.

Keep
trapping them,
like red fish in a
dry barrel,
sicken and starve them,
watch them sicken
and starve, then
keep shooting.

Keep
trimming them
and dressing them
till they disappear
among you, keep their
children till they bleach,
keep putting them in barrels,
you can save some bullets but
it’s ok, when necessary, to keep
shooting.

Keep
fixing their women
so they have fewer kids, or
no kids, nits make lice
is still true if not polite
to say, keep wearing
their fancy stuff so it’s not obvious
who is who is real or what, keep
stuffing the real ones in fishy barrels,
maybe you won’t need to keep shooting
but if necessary, no one will say
a word if you keep
shooting.

Keep
making up
an origin story for them,
make sure
you’re in it, make sure
they stay in their barrels
and keep quiet, keep
shooting for the land bridge
and hoping you’ll hit
a grave to prove you are
right,
keep shooting,
keep
shooting.

Keep at it
even though nothing
seems to be
working.

Keep smearing, fixing,
breeding out, assimilating,
shooting if necessary.
It’s been a while and
they’re still here, true,
but something’s
bound to work
someday,

right?