the monster is in

there is a
mechanism inside
that wants the
thing to come,
the thing to
snatch the sun
from the sky
and
defy,
destroy,
demand,

take the
cautious and erected
and scramble them
against the earth
like a child’s pottery.

Over my shoulder,
a young man is
talking about his
study-abroad program,
about 900 dollar vodka,
blacking out
and pissing in a
room not built for it.

I begin to wonder
what has happened
to all the glue-sniffers
the paint chip eaters
the parking lot dice-throwers?

Theirs were the
noisy summers,
theirs were the
booming, fixture-rattling
sub-woofers.

I’ll take a
monster now
in any form
it’s offered,
be it
bird
bastard
or
beast.

Just make sure
you send it soon
and that it comes
with an attitude
to fight.

 

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