Extra Blanket Poem by Joseph Narusiewicz

Chemistry, a woman in maudlin bliss
Her orgasms like a 3am cathedral
Turn on the lights my dear
Everything cherishes your prance
I admire you
Your day by day benevolence

Faces like ice costumes
Donut shops
Graffiti like a hopeless wall
We become islands of the diseased
Trains cremate the dead
Snow melts like a slow antidepressant

Altar of fatigue
I will massage your feet
Your heart cannot shatter
The wry wind blows
Your picture of Jesus in the corner
She puts an extra blanket on