Crouched in the spill pool
Backpack and all
Cold water heaves forward
Faint pink foam from his clothes
Bar food and Boiler Maker images
Bar food and Boiler Maker images
The stripper's golden shoes
Heavy Metal his arteries' staccato backbeat
Gathering ecstasy his glistening blade
Stabbing loveliness of her eyes widening
To see her spurting blood
Sudden sensual slack peace
To run with the ebb embrace
Dark, so dark, blessed blind dark
Flagellating branches, cutting shale
Barked shins sweet pain come
Dawn crystal clear knowing:
Christ! They don't catch me,
I want it again
AJA JULY 13, 2012
Feeling a bit frisky today? :-)
ReplyDeleteReading Dubus' The Garden of Last Days. And thought of assignment Dubus gave in a creative writing class at Tufts. Write about what a person who has killed someone is doing and thinking after the crime. Or maybe just Friday the 13th. :)
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