Treasure Island

Joe Elmenhorst

(11-27-1983 / Interzone.)

Bed Bugs


Fuel to the funeral, recess actions failing, the cold feeling. slippery drain habits, the shadow of reaction in the distance as hollow hanging empty. Knot in Noose swift breach to trachea finished. Quietly eyes witness as limbs seem possessed from convulsions. replaced Erection from only a pathetic prosthetic, force of trauma, burning at the third degree. Homosexual antibiotic, history of violence, sexual regulator, fellowship cremation, born again partnerships of fetal castration. Filled to the herniated point dilation. bloated and swollen, blue in the face. morning preying to bleed out. Leading the feeding prospect, the suspect Of whorse and missing teeth tattered endings. Lynching groups and rabies, rusting wasting away chewing a hole as shitting Ripping, shifting. dressed for a meeting, greeting stranger, a covered masked assault. contacting mixing contracting consumer of disease.

Submitted: Monday, June 17, 2013
Edited: Monday, June 17, 2013

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