Til all it can hear is the maddening maddening song
Til all he can smell is remorse
Green
Green vile vomitus
Out the trapdoor esophageal sphincter
But this ain’t no
Ayuhuasca ceremony hombŕe
It’s but parasympathetic aqueduct
In the front seat of a Hyundai
A glassy eyed rapscallion
A starry eyed reptilian
Spewing up his lime green guts
Sorry his vomitus
Sorry his emesis
It’s fun and games now
But when’s it all end?
When the crazy stops?
When the wheels fall off?
After it’s taken all of us?
Egocentrism
What’s scarier than a deep black pickup
Barreling down the street better off on its own accord
With limp wrists atop hands so coarse
With a newfound lisp and eyes glazed lids booze drawn
What’s scarier, heart bumpthumping, as you reach the point of no return
When the man whose arms so strong carried
Now so ready to carry you listless right to death’s door?
His rancid breath said, you’re a man now
And who was I to disagree
Because when we finally parked the truck
Our specters looming at every tree and house along the way
It was me who took his keys
Into my hands so soft
It was me who took him in
Made him take his shoes off at the door
It was me who tucked him in
Me who watched him sleep
Chest rising, chest falling
Me who took my life into my hands so soft
It was me
Me
Anthony Sposato is a medical student at the University of Connecticut, applying into radiology. Despite his busy schedule he remains an avid reader and writer and participant in life.
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