Floridian Ennui #1
Sunburned at the Waffle House
Plastic Pistols
Should have bitterants on their slides
So that when you put a Glock in your mouth
Whether vertically, so the shell hits a ceiling
Or horizontally, so it hits a wall
You have to be certain of what you are doing
Lament for the weird guy at the circle K in Floridian No-Mans Land
Werewolf car novels you’re writing
and a cosmopolitan accent
calling some dip-fiend camo wearing gray-haired bugger a chocolate addict
and askin me strange questions
shift in the dead of night
checkin out my arnold palmer
the first 13 miles of a long stretch, homeward bound.
hope you can get out of this mess
2019 Game store poem
in 2019 I watched a girl with blue hair in her late twenties turn in a short XBOX 360 to a local game store
the store doesn’t exist anymore
but then they had posters so exposed to the sun they had turned blue
master chief parti-colored aquamarine post 9/11 dreams
She talked with the counter guy about old Left 4 Dead war stories
kevin ruined her run with molotov, hitting the witch.
She forgot to sign out that day and I saw the name
some mall emo shit with an X-X and an emoticon and i knew then
she was the last of some strange beast
she was the last of a dying breed
too rare to live, fuckin whatever
she was the sort of person guys in 2000s with a modicum of art talent made comics about
gamer girls or some bullshit like that
and i knew she had pierce the veil in her playlist that would play ad infinitum in her shit-out car
and while the engine vibrated the entire damn rig she’d reminisce
she probably was better than her buds
but never good enough for pro
and got a job in IT
and she’ll die in her early forties from a tragic preventable accident
and in those brief flashes of life
she’ll see kevin fucking up her molotov run
GROZNY is a surrealist writer hailing from the wastelands of Florida. He uploads poetry and short stories on https://grozny1992.itch.io and music at https://grozny1992.bandcamp.com . His Apocalyptic Internal-Collapse novel, Longtime Sunshine is in progress, and a release date is soon to be announced. A poetry compilation will with luck follow afterwards
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