Tuesday, August 19, 2008

Fishtown

I

“Yo man, what's going on?”

buddies buried an axe inside his head
in an attempt to get young Sweeney’s bread
now Sweeney’s dead, now Sweeney’s dead.

For Him Vampira Justina
lured young Sweeney
into the forgotten back lots
spinelessly teasing his cock.
His death blow dealt with a rock,
mindlessly dealt with a rock.

Brotherly love lies bleeding
in Filthadelphia.

Flesh eating dreams of a goth girl cannibal
taking her cues from the celluloid Hannibal,
disregard life in a manner mechanical,
a heartless marvel, a goddamn'd animal.

II

The policeman agreed the age of the brutalized corpse was unknown.
-done away, effortlessly
-teenage abandon
-inner city wilderness

“You set me up.”

Somewhere inside her shallow soul,
she saw the little fawn’s head,
gaping widely above its wild eyes,
turn to meet her stare with a look of bewilderment
before buckling at the knees
and lightly laying its head
on the hot pavement near her black toenails.

2007

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