THE BRAINLESS CORPSE IN VELVET

AGONY IN THE GARDEN
(School Planner Poem)

SUNDAY

She’s a queen of the green

lush artistic descriptions that

make us study the art.

MONDAY

Winter torturer, congealed

blood and ice with a brown

leaf fossilized inside

I spring, boing boing, but she

brings may flowers when

she sees me, I

TUESDAY

Don't know what to say to her

Grazer with an exposed brain ready to

be sucked, disgust across her faces

she doesn’t mean it though, when

bugs die in November we’ll be

WEDNESDAY

chill again. I hope at least

some of her is warmer next year,

even if she can’t see me

through the green leaves.

THURSDAY

A string holds us together

Acrobatics on this line

Only I can walk on

Family matters

FRIDAY

And when I get home

I'll take a shower in dreams

Without regard for the water bill

SATURDAY

Because unlike my work

It doesn't have to make sense