twins

we took

a breathalyzer test together

but the plastic

in the machine

dissolved

 

portuguese spam

is just too dangerous

to handle

even when you pick it up

with tongs

 

and so is the

inner milk

of our thighs

 

but there’s

a package of

week-old raw chicken

in the fridge

you remember now

the one we shared together

inside the placenta

before we were separated

 

Reviews

[. serah .]

-- i dunno if this is actually about twins... but i'm reading it as a conversation between them... and it seems real in an eerie sort of way... bizarre but also banal... and i haven't read anyone here who can walk that balance with words... -- it's startling that you have a flair for it...

[SkinlessFrank]

thanks serah...i think you do indeed grasp the sense i had hoped for...many times i feel that my subconscious just needs a voice...but what is it trying to tell me?

[. serah .]

-- the privilege is all mine... -- your subconscious mind is extremely observant and analytical... -- whenever i read your work, i am reminded of a series of images from my life... and most of those images have to do with people that i haven't thought about in a long time... -- i can't fathom how your words can do that... -- i read a lot of other people too and sometimes a post triggers memories... but when i read your posts, i remember people from years ago each and every time... -- only you would probably know why that happens...

[Poetic Justice]

LOL I don't understand you half the time.. but you somehow seem to have some logic within your surreal journey.. I don't like spam..

[dukovan]

I'm simultaneous repulsed...and hungry. Biology grasped on this level become spiritual. wow!

[J]

oh thank you for posting this delicious feast! what an amazing mind you have – all those dark, deciduous corners where disjointed, rotting elements come together to dance a most loathsome waltz. :)

there is a part of me that finds this hilariously funny – like the dog farting under the dinner table [who filched that week-old raw chicken from the trash].

[SkinlessFrank]

i know that dog....even as we speak, he's there now, chewing the calloused skin off my heal...he's got ahold of a slab of liver too, one that' begun to liquify....a true jelly-like mass

[J]

hahaha! oh the mind images ... yum! soooooo what's for dinner?

[J]

lol! prolly outa necessity i would imagine

[asdarkeyesclose]

'and so is the
inner milk
of our thighs'


i'm always very wary when i read your poetry as you can be so raw but that is half the fun! this had me smiling but not too grusome by your standards! fantastic.

[Muse]

like always...you freakin rock. I'm trying to think of a clever review..but I think I met someone who's a little more "out-there" than myself. :D

psst...my husband is reading you too..he quote "Not only did you fall off your rocker...it was stolen from you too." xo

[roarke]

this is hitting one out of the ballpark....

kinda like a double yoke.....only gooey-er.

Frank, you are a master at subtle vastness, visceral is an understatement for your work.

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

I can always count on you to twist up an already crazy world.