if the damn thing is a boy, let it have a knot in its stomach. if it’s not one twin, it’s another. if a girl, find a woman who’s been to nothing and back.
bring me a fat tick from the dog of baptism. owl from the hair of god.
after many nights spent praying to my mom, gender was my only option. by some miraculous failure of successive thought, I watched as I vanished before I could become the living proof I needed to circumvent nostalgia. does god still control himself in front of children? you made a robot from the parts of a peeping tom.
mid-cigarette
my sister
remembers
to smoke.
god hops
in place
on one foot.
most of our health
is rabbit
health.
not for nothing
the look on your face
boy
when you’ve nowhere
to put a baby.
also,
the drawings that didn’t make the bible.
in our own way of toying
with the disappeared
we name
weekly
a new
inside animal.
that something comes when called
separates
the lonely
from the missing. if it matters to god
let it matter
to god
the eraser
of lightning. in this Ohio
one is always a day behind being destroyed by the past.
the path of least woman.
not even
my kind
of violence.
father’s faith needs some time alone.
she’s had work done.
the headaches
are real.
from ear to god-bitten ear
you
are poison.
in my youth
I was quiet.
there, I said it.
the food is not a dream
but here it comes.
the saint of the poolside titty twister brings a syringe to a puppet show where his father is busy not meaning all women. brother is showing me around the space he promises will be a kick in the balls. I am waiting to donate blood to little baby bear hug when I hear we share a mother.
the farming out
of absence. the broken
hand
of the android’s
pianist. the silo
that invented
sickness.
the brains of operation cemetery.
the lizard’s
tail
that returned
with a fingernail.
the demon
with a head
for ice.
that suicide
be
a medical
procedure
for the layman
in
you. that evac
be exodus.
I was interviewed by poet, more than poet, Sarah Marcus (http://sarahannmarcus.com/) of Gazing Grain Press, here:
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