Blood on the unpillowed cases
These lightning bolts shiver to the core,
shimmy in the gore, you want to see
what happens if you get me down on the floor.
I didn’t say the moon was warm.
I said it was a worm
working its way out of me.
Occasionally I think maybe
the delusional sparks of me
have outweighed the good.
My fireworks are not even in control
of the red blood cells turning
into glowing alien space ships
dripping down. An onslaught
of tiny strobe lights, of red snow
hitting my windshield.
Three dead birds on the top of my head
had wanted to fly inside my brain,
but never made it past the cracked hat.
The best I can do is drip in different directions.
By Juliet Cook
Juliet Cook’s poetry has appeared in a small multitude of magazines, including Arsenic Lobster, DIAGRAM, Diode, FLAPPERHOUSE, Menacing Hedge and Reality Beach. She is the author of numerous poetry chapbooks, recently including POISONOUS BEAUTYSKULL LOLLIPOP (Grey Book Press, 2013), RED DEMOLITION (Shirt Pocket Press, 2014), a collaboration with Robert Cole called MUTANT NEURON CODEX SWARM (Hyacinth Girl Press, 2015), and a collaboration with j/j hastain called Dive Back Down (Dancing Girl Press, 2015), with two more forthcoming. Cook’s first full-length individual poetry book, “Horrific Confection”, was published by BlazeVOX and her second full-length individual poetry book, “Malformed Confetti” is forthcoming from Crisis Chronicles Press. Her most recent full-length poetry book, “A Red Witch, Every Which Way”, is a collaboration with j/j hastain, published by Hysterical Books in August 2016. Find out more at www.JulietCook.weebly.com.