Stage Four

A bunch of new Bigwigs are boarding Stage Four.

Packing pot luck.

Praying for more.

Dim Sum for your colon.

Some cigarettes too.

A clean linen gown and now what do we do?

What do we do in a room with no view?


We staplegun hope to our faces each day.

We read the endings first.


First Published by Sacred Chickens

To the Current State of Affairs. Eternal Hope. Has Sprung a Leak. Calling for Help. Won’t Help. Please keep your seat or face Bodily Harm. Attention! A Brief List of Places you Don’t Want to Go: Mosco

PRELUDE 1948 Lion tails cartwheel through the smoke. Landing softly on the Screaming Platz. Zebras. Black White. Red. The earth vomits its crust and Yes. There are secrets to be kept so open wide. Suc

I like hanging with the Funcle. He knows the waitress from Woolworth’s and can Charm her at Will. On cue he gets cheese with his pie. Someday soon he will cup her breasts. His brothers are evil. The w