3 & four - Free verse (27.03.23).

one in the

Box stacked recipes on

memories can’t shut the

lid, tape only

so tough a quarter

benzo and

Winston, he’s wearing

a bandana its

red. seven if I count

Quick. horse like a

dirt road held on for

dear life laughed and said

it was

Dramatic. was he in a

mood that

day? That

day? since

birth squealing to a

Loveless swine. she should have

rolled over long

ago, got stuck on

her back. Face

like selflessness, teeth

trapping

birds between, swallowing

Whole eating the

bones, too!

Void walked in

sounded like

heaven

eyes squinting, pleas

so, sweet.

back to

Me trying

to grieve.

Void does

somersaults its

distracting I

am

Grieving! need

Grandpa! need

Void to go to

bed. have to

rise with trumpets, with

marigolds,

must Devour his

children put them in

my pocket with the

Goldfish. keep

them safe. Padlock.

please, bury the

saw!

Moving on (out).- Anthology