Issue
#9 

a poem by KJ (1 of 3)

lovestruck at 40 miles an hour

everything undoing me as it
should; i, the black ashes, am
in the waiting room's ashtray

the only place to go dying is
waiting for another chance
to keep patient once more

the sunlight rolls by like a
greasy marble in a pie tin

the red wedding bell ringing
for me as the sound around
the yellowing trauma flocks
to me unexpectedly like duff
on a forest floor after March

a newlywed glass confetti vows
me around the passenger door
of the honeymooning car doing
40 bound for the wide smiling
knife ferrying me to a loveboat
the unlucky only travel in once
Death is my family tree stump

a modern knocking on the stained
glass window of the church i kissed
her at asking me out of matrimony

a warm wine glass of adrenaline
hoodwinks me; it sits on a rude
slatted wood table for my cake
to fall through; something feels
atilt & this time i feared i was &
not the world; must i sign these
binding agreements, good Sirs?

i had no need to since my blood
was welled inside, and nothing
to give the document purpose...
a screaming chariot awaited

the promised life did not flash
it was formatted as a series of
slides on a computer for some
intellectual to click through to
plan my funeral in many words

i've yet to see the whole thing
all the way through to the end

© by KJ
 
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