Alice
Flowers dreamed to lick your shadow's sweat.
Whose ceiling did we worship?
That giant fingernail loved us.
You were older. Tucked me in.
Combed me down with spit.
Made my hands a steeple.
Kissed me like I was someone's lawn.
I only loved you once.
(singing) And here are the people:
Popped by crab-gears of heat.
Flirting with mushroom clouds.
Ignored by god's alarm clock.
Boiled in dandelion vats.
Your baby. Yours.
(singing) And her head popped off.
We suffered a thousand pink lives.
From 1983 to 1983 again.
Before the stomach introduced us.
Let me pet the stove. (It's my dog.)
We used to live there. For fifteen minutes.
I only loved you once.
Sean Kilpatrick (b.1983) is published in over sixty magazines and
in several anthologies, including: Action Yes, Stirring, elimae, Exquisite
Corpse, Arsenic Lobster, Wandering Army, Juked, Erosha, Snow Monkey,
and the Outside Voices 2008 Anthology of Younger Poets. His first book of
poetry and short fiction, Vaudeville, is forthcoming from Six Gallery Press.
His
blog is composed of author interviews:
http://anorexicchlorinesextoymuseum.blogspot.com Contact:
cauliflowersuitcase@hotmail.com