Suspicious Glitches

poetry that pairs well with the apocalypse and a nice merlot

Permanent Vacation

Gaining hours
And struggling not to mention
 
Provocative encounters with out-of-town clowns
Who fight uppers with downers
Lick sounds on toothpicks where
I am most likely found
Stripping prom queens
 
of their titles
Crashing bridal showers with balaclavas
And defeated, cleats-up fouls
 
I stage residencies in recesses
That distort with caresses and digest
My best suggestions of ethics
 
Favors for flavors we
saved for later in refrigerated
Tupperware containers
Nothing greater than furious
forks
scraping passive plates
aspiring to a feast that, but for
chain-link teeth
We would have otherwise savored.

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