Pellets

 

Written by Ellie Onka

 

Snow white father
pellets of god to flower
I blame this kiss of death,
and the earth was a first mistake; a sadist
to compassionate with your blood

in spite of what some may say
I don’t care; we rest in garden genitals
ants crawling in our mouths
asylum in love lorn skin. It arouses my mind
living each moment next, I dream death
within a woman

Tired undertaker grandfather
dead in my childhood, no one knows why
death dream—probably booze
amputating his colon. He took a cab
to death
his place in the dirt.
I plant this almost cigarette in my heart
I didn’t cry
but was scared all the same.

 

Text © Ellie Onka

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