Your radiator cracks its hot gut
like a drum and a snake
squirms on the ceiling.
Lesbians counting needles
whisper of the wave:
green light, camera, paparazzo
after your own naked body.
Trained (click) trained
freak picking clods out of our hoofs.
hoping to God something clatters out
when we knock our heads against the wall.
Hayden Bunker previously studied poetry at Goddard College in Plainfield, VT, and Hellenic International Studies in the Arts in Paros, Greece. He has a background in youth and community theater, and is currently finishing a B.A. in English Literature at Reed College in Portland, OR.