72 Hours Again

it is Father's Day weekend,
the car is delayed,
and here we are waiting; the piece
of the prize and gambled our dreams.

can
not
stop.
can't
control.
reptiles nest in the heart.

amygdala herpes—
contracted in a bedtime
story father never read.

she's tired, and she swings at ghosts,
in gowns of regal bluish ties,

ghouls of social copulation seize on her.
pillow made
a heart shaped solace,
shadow full of glass.

life insurance never covered
fatal acts of Springtime love,
demanding now
deductibles;
payments made by thorazine.
bedtime stories read by staff.

JM Gant

A New Jersey born poet, author, and editor. Arch Linux enthusiast, and self-confessed data-hoarder.

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