It’s the End of the Roadshow and
Grace she’s a No Show so it’s
Heidi versus Hitler.
Hello Kitty now a Kittler.
Kill your engines.
There are scorpions between the sheets.
Red liver and organ meats.
Dead Aunts who can see you.
The Furnace below the belt.
You are the first to leave.
You are the last to leave.
Feel the planet move.
Somewhere someone is doing everything.
Show them how to take a punch.
First Published by Synchronized Chaos
Tastes like chicken but like everything else it’s not. The liver is Nagasaki. The lungs Hiroshima or Jesse James and Dear Old Death comes to us all but the quiver is fantastic. Like lips full of bees.
Sidemen crouch in stairwells. Waiting to make their move. Microphones hiss. Like snakes on the take. Parker crushes his smoke and Raises the Horn. This is a Gig Baby and the liquor is Top Shelf. Remem
The house smells of apples and hard cold water. Your dog whimpers in her dream chair. Rabbits pouring out of countless bushes. Easy pickings when you are still. Outside there are stars. Cold and brigh