Monday, September 7, 2020


—HAPPY IS AS HAPPY DOES

   

Just So You Know

 

I need a little

Novocain

to feel myself again,

whoever that is.

Yet, I’m growing

accustomed to

the dark,

surrounded by

these ragged ghouls

wearing neckties

instead of nooses.

It’s almost as if

they don’t want

me to die, after all.

Yesterday I dropped

a coin in the well,

thought--might as well,

thought—what the hell,

but the ground still

shuddered anyway.

This is what it’s like

to be me, him, or

someone you thought

you knew.

Nothing’s pleasant

without a sheen,

I get that completely,

which is why I’m

burrowing again,

using two front

teeth this time,

mole-like and gross.

Just so you know,

I’ve turned off the lights.

Fluffed up every pillow.

You’re coming home soon.

Please watch your step.

It’s awfully black in here

and the floor might be

a little slippery.


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