Some of Us Were Cherubim

It’s weird
In this funhouse

Where strange
Little Billy says—

Time is a dance
Making everyone brittle

He says—

The spider in our pockets…
The girl hawking primacy…

Nothing but Fallout!
Nothing but dust!

He says—
Life is someone we love

Making us toast ironically
He says—

You’re wasting your life!
He says—

No more Jean Genet!
No more AT&T!

Raymond Farr is author of ECSTATIC/.of facts (Otoliths, 2011), & Writing What For? across the Mourning Sky (Blue & Yellow Dog, 2012). His poems appear in and/or, West Wind Review, Otoliths, Upstairs at Duroc, Cricket Online Review, & Eratio. He has a chapbook, Eating the Word NOISE!, which is slated for February 2015 publication by White Knuckle Press & another full-length collection of poems Poetry in the Age of Zero Grav due out from Blue & Yellow Dog Press in mid-2015. He is editor of Blue & Yellow Dog.

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