Matriculated many months ago
from frenetic faux fellatio. Pupil
you never wanted me to be follows
a blur beneath black locust trees. Fertile
a couple weeks a year before reason
reappears, careless with pigtailed pioneers,
fuck dolls with dank eyes sewn shut by demons
you cannot confront. They all disappear
with sustenance of blooms when the season
requisitions tombs decorated in
pastels. Halo for the harlot heathen
you once knew well from grave I hide within
to masticate upon my own hunger.
I masturbate until it’s all a blur.
Kristin Garth is a Pushcart, Best of the Net & Rhysling nominated sonnet stalker. Her sonnets have stalked journals like Glass, Yes, Five:2:One, Luna Luna and more. She is the author of seventeen books of poetry including Pink Plastic House (Maverick Duck Press), Crow Carriage (The Hedgehog Poetry Press), Flutter: Southern Gothic Fever Dream (TwistiT Press), The Meadow (APEP Publications) and Golden Ticket from Roaring Junior Press. She is the founder of Pink Plastic House a tiny journal and co-founder of Performance Anxiety, an online poetry reading series. Follow her on Twitter: (@lolaandjolie) and her website kristingarth.com