"But first, baby, as you climb and count the stairs (and they total the same), did you, sometime or somewhere, have a different idea?
Is this, baby, what you were born to feel, and do, and be?"

-Kenneth Fearing

Friday, April 1, 2011

Clyde, to Bonnie


Your smile makes me whole,

my dark and featherless angel.

Let's blow a hole through

their house-pet love. Snarl,

because we can't be tamed.

When they ask for mercy,

give them the shotgun, darling.

Bring out the final judgment.

Show them the sword in your teeth.

                                                   -Brent Allard


  1. What brilliant discourse. Think of the fantastic movie script you could have if you expanded this.

  2. Thank you Erin! I'd watch the movie!