who’s in charge up there?A Poem by Nobody.who’s in charge up there? signs
are everywhere, and
I read them with infant eyes, and
above me, the sky gives birth to
a new star: giggle
= sparkle tantrum
= apocalypse, and
the public ear’s gone deaf; a
doomed universe of greedy hands and
hungry mouths withdraws
their agape and
arctic wind hangs from their dried, brown branches like
old hatred and new ice. +++ disembodied
whispers seep newspaper walls, spasmodic
lights squirm behind retinas, buckshot
wisdoms fly from double barreled mouths
that swarm in the stale air, mysteries
splayed out & blood crusted lips & grounded
miracles & the scent of life burning
to ash & cryptic symbols in cereal bowls & risen
demons in my head & fallen angels on my shoulder &
me caked in wasted time. dimensions
are just walls closing
in closing
in closing
in on me. and
the cynical laughter that goes up as
a stony prayer to
let Them know They’ve
picked the wrong guy to
be a prophet. © 2012 Nobody.Featured Review
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