Garrotte

Less

god is missing

two fingers

and won't say

how it happened



smoke curls above like the hair of

the most beautiful ghost i've never seen

smell paint burning, dead fish warming

misfiring my wiring



garrotte copper

wire wrapped tight

bent in two

in pain



a fly carves lines around her a

slot car spinning out of control

in arabic polygonal circuits

with the trigger down



today is another day that i'll forget

walk around in a daze again

drinking from the neck of the wolf

and dream twitching of safety



i awake

when the earth heaves

crudely nailed

in assent



and she brings me the things i need

a stack of books up to the sky

walks blinking blind into the dark

demanding to medicate me