how Razor Rick became a monster

how Razor Rick became a monster

 

he was draped

over the church altar

like a discarded condom

on a pay-by-the-hour

motel nightstand.

 

his only possible savior

was headed for Mexico

with a painter

who had coffee stained teeth.

 

Razor knew it.

he’d bought the tickets:

The Sunny Honeymoon Special.

 

he said he prayed

one last time

before he got that tattoo

over his heart:

 

‘God doesn’t live here anymore’

 

I also heard

that he once killed a guy

for smiling too much.

 

I’m not sure

how much I believe.

 

bored people often make cockroaches

into dragons

 

and hangnails

into chest wounds.

Reviews

[Leslie Philibert]

Great,well written poem that both tells a story but also leaves a lot open for the reader.Like the way you distance yourself from the story at the end,and look at it in a kind of ironical way.Clever write.

[OT]

ha only you could come up with that opening stanza... and thankfully we can read! nice work

[roarke]

you know, this doesn't have to be in poem format.
GREAT characterization. Very Noir.
...those damn painters....

[joshua deathdealer]

A very intriguing story written in a very gritty and vivid way. Well done.

[Kenneth The Poet]

I love this piece. Quite the story I must say.