Michael Spinelli

Wichita Falls, TX
Michael Spinelli
Wichita Falls, TX


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'The Night Is Darkest Before Dawn'
Or so they say. Or so they say.

But I have seen a predawn glow
That holds more fear for me, you know,
Paging Ms. Garbo
Chocolate covered Peeps have never looked as grotesque
as when you press them, sloppily, to your lips,
in pajama pants and my old band shirt.
Puppies and skulls, barely reacting to each other.
I dreamt last night
of vomiting uncontrollably.
And I woke to get the call—
Sister Snow's Fourteenth Year
She died the day her mother died.
We all saw it.
We watched.
Lily Of The Night
Lily of the Night

We walked
Willow Grove
Way far down the Willow grove
Laid a maiden fast asleep.
In the lacquer lake she dove,
Tearing the placid water deep.
I won’t let this speak of love
Or deathly yearnings, savor sweet
Or lusty desire, like a cat in heat.
No mad men killing for a lock of hair
My Friend Edgar
Mrs. Mc’Donald told me to write.
Write of my best friend, Edgar.

My friend Edgar speaks of black birds
The King
When the snow falls from the horizon,
And the icicles form on the ground,
I will wait till morn for the sun to set,
And lose you all around.
Writing Instrument #2
Oh what a fate! Oh cruel eclipse!
To leave the world at my fingers’ tips.
To give to me a mighty sharpened sword
To let me give an even sharper word?

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