Jacob’s Breaking Ladder and Signal LossA Poem by ShannonWriter’s block
The transmission…
Ophelia won’t play She just laughs like a hyena in the kitchen window Her crazy face plastered to the glass And you’re standing there With your pen in your hand …not the time for purity sweetheart I need you An empty page is so lonely I’m an Auschwitz monkey Digging around in the ash and embers Finding only bones In this field of asphalt and concrete It’s sterile without you Way too sterile The meat hangs off my arms My age is on the table like loose ammunition Is that all you got? Cuidado cabron I’ll smoke you in silence And say not a word You’re starving me out homegirl Oh-the crazy ones © 2022 ShannonFeatured Review
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