How Whiskey is Made
James, my son,
rusty vans perch
in longing
Don’t lack
like them
Stagnation
corpses life
before death
carves identity
into bark of
Aspens
modern witches
disappear
Aspirin
Grave mistake stains
greatest sin
enlivens self-rejection
Murder the reflections
so you don’t know
awareness
Hawk’s screeching
alerts prey
Unborn eggs
wait
Wait, for what?
great question
Live the answer
til coffin dancers
rejoice over
empty rectangle of dirt
Love the knave
and kill the master
seek out
friendlier ways
While past consumes
time journeys faster
Enfrighten the naive
step-mother the bastards
Innocence bleeds
child as martyr
succombs to
role as actor
spewing letters
spit fills
Jameson bottle
(2015)
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