By Kathryn Regina.
from AS I SAID
I worry that I’m prettier now than I ever will be
It’s so soon until I die, pictures don’t make me feel better
She says it’s not a day until you go to sleep
and wake up again, it doesn’t matter what the sun does
I didn’t sleep for three weeks
You are my hope I told her
She got down on the floor
and painted a blue stripe across her forehead
She said there was a girl that followed
a porcupine up a tree that kept getting taller and taller
I want those quills the girl said
but what do you think was up there?
It is raining tonight and I think it will be enough to keep me awake
from AS I SAID
I walked in and my cat was in pieces
clawing and meowing and generally raising
sadness. I said to her did you know
microwaves can send the cancer right into you
even though there’s that door
People never kill with their hands anymore
why is that? He just collapsed
He wasn’t sitting too close to the computer screen
or standing in front of the microwave or anything like that
he was just leaning into the sink brushing his teeth
and then he collapsed
I walked in and the cat had scratched the wall
into a vitamin scored to hide a tiny gun
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Kathryn Regina is a member of Venom Literati, a literary collective in Chicago. She can be found at www.venomliterati.blogspot.com and www.this-is-not-poetry.blogspot.com/. She is currently reading Hotel Theory by Wayne Koestenbaum. It is good.
First published in 3:AM Magazine: Friday, August 31st, 2007.