target practice

late afternoon, ripping myself to shreds
an ipso facto approach in a candy assed segue
is there an orderly route to detachment
i don't think so - not today - not with sunshine

the boola boola ghosts peep in from the outside
holding the electricity - a surreptitious hostage
the format is too bold for a discerning entropy
could be we need a baseball bat and different shoes

the artificial stimuli gather in a belated hallway
paranoia is a path to an unenlightened despot
where's my kingdom - i wanna know
is it depth despair or candy apple red

a halloweening nightfall approaches
or so i'm told via voice mail and tepid technology
the banshees are in cahoots with the c i a
planning my demise in an anonymous gesture

yet it's acceptable in a grinning nonchalance
they'll come armed with inadvertent clichés
i won't see them, but what the hell
tiptoe slowly as you approach - i'm nervous

let me listen to music and then i'll go voluntarily

 

 
     Carter Monroe lives, works, and writes in the provinces. His novel, Journey, was published in January 2001. He participated in a conspiratorial effort with Robert Canipe and Tim Peeler entitled Writers on the Storm. Both of these books can be purchased at most major book chains as well as the traditional internet outlets. Recent poems and stories have appeared in Poems Niederngasse, Poethia, Third Lung Review, Thunder Sandwich, The Americana Poetry Consortium, Lost and Found Times, and The Dead Mule School of Southern Literature.

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