A. VDB

Category: Poems

  • Monster

    Monster

    Tongue as a train I’ve been swallowed alive I’m inside the belly of an unknown sign But then a break, a yawn, A flash of white I move so quick The monster’s trite. It’s mouth like a cave but opens like a claw I slip through its teeth and refuse to be thralled.

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    Obedience sold at market price*

    She’ll be lovely and quiet pink and delicate like an oyster drooling on the floor lipstick in place. Insert through eye and strike the chisel A mere tap with the hammer and she’ll petrify to breath-taking stone and you’ll restore peace at home. Never mind the detachment, you like your coffee poured from an empty…

  • I Don’t Need Nicotine Patches, I Smoke Cigarettes

    Images of a Swamp Willow weigh me down Statue my presence, petrify my face Perhaps the monster’s toothed margin its scattered warts on its alabaster belly spare my fear a touch. For its tentacles that root it still, terrorize me the most. The hush is almost tranquil, noiselessness serves a calm but the tick of…