—GUESS WHO’S BACK?
Right There Right Now
(after Bailey Kuntz)
I tried to
drown with you
to see what’s
under that cryptic swell
your siren breasts
pert and gleaming
intoxicating like an
invitation to a snuff film
kept under lock and key
I floated from the ceiling
clinging for a foothold
mountainside chips
ricocheting in the maw
while you or I filled
refilled emptied and refilled
the cemetery plot
like a mercenary
with an unquenchable
thirst for slaughter
The fires I used to set
were once meant for me
yet as I watched
the flames flicker
and smolder this time around
I floated down
stood up
and
let the sun
hit my face
square as a slap
impertinent deliverance
and damn
God damn
I’m telling you now
I danced
a jig or twelve
right there
right then
loved lucky and learning
how to really
be alive
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