No Matter Where I Go, Something Haunted Will Find Me

There’s always someone looking
both ways, right then left, then right
then left–or running, please, oh!–
my legs still restless, all the time–
Fuck, if you don’t learn anything
from anyone just remember:

never run across the road.

take your time with your movements,
take your time letting someone sway
your motions or your notions away from
the dark, although there will always be
a man in Indiana eating the organs
out of some girl, whether he cooked them
or not is always anyone’s guess…

Only the vibrations can be smudged
away, not the view of his circus-tent
eyes, absence of blood or breath,
not the eeriness of life creaking onward…


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