Monday, January 12, 2009

Prank or Maybe I’m Losing It

A crucifix is laying head-first in an open oven.

A wine bottle is crusted to a kitchen counter,
black panties across a rocking chair.

Someone did this.

A note on the toilet says,

The glass of broken snow globes decorates the tub.
Drawings of hearts on the mirror look unhappy,
suicidal cherub working the noose in the cellar.

Outside it is dark and people have taken to the streets.
Drowning will replace deep breathes,
realism conquers love, and

once a year a thought about someone will disappear.

As personality burns in the background,
the reoccurring shadow of Osiris
rises above and falls behind the trees.


Blogger Charmi said...

You've got some good stuff here, but I think it could be reshuffled. I'd like to see this start with "Outside it is dark." That's where the energy really begins.

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