Poetry

December 11, 2015 Poetry , POETRY / FICTION

By

Laurel L. Perez

 

 

Lack

 

 

We are civilized

we won’t live on welfare

as the less-than-civilized might.

 

Bellies swollen with hunger

cannot wait to mix powdered milk,

cannot wait to cook the meat –

            eating the powder like candy

            washed down with with water

            eating ground beef raw

                        pink and red curls of fat

                        agitated deep in the gut.

A time when going home didn’t mean

going to a place to live

rather the antithesis (not) doing

as ordered, meant yelling, slapping

                                                                              Every lack drove the living out

            Didn’t want to stop caring

            didn’t want to be made to let

            the family cycle clear

            no one leave this place fully alive

 

 

                        Run – every lack drives the living out.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Ending as Beginning

 

 

It smells

of things dying and newly burnt

 

see through paper

a train roars through him

 

a scream shoots

down a hospital corridor

 

bleak public schools

 

behind walls

the smell of excrement

 

pearl and opal drips spill

outside red

 

probin a vein

a pale white statue

 

a flowing swoop of blood and young muscle

eyes phosphorescent

 

roll end after end, pinwheel

shitting and pissing in terror

 

adrenalin,

some obscure function

 

the silent frequency

knew how to wait

 

cut rate abortions

take my advice —

 

Just how stuffy human beings can be

a violent change in climate

 

Talks, rants

what a lark

 

Let me start again…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Laurel L. Perez

Laurel L. Perez is an instructor of Composition at Lincoln College in Lincoln, IL. She is also a PhD candidate and instructor at Illinois State University. Her concentrations are in poetry, creative nonfiction, and composition and rhetoric. She has published a few poems in Literary Orphans, and Yellow Chair Review, and is currently working on a chapbook currently titled: The Pressure Of: A Meditation on Damage, as well as a new project, on the aesthetics and culture of Punk rock.

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