Monday, April 12, 2021

5:00 am yeah i’m not sleeping by jck hnry

 trash truck comes 
clattering around 
gathering up debris 
and waste, bits and pieces 
of the day to day, 
haul it away to a landfill 
down south somewhere 
no one knows when I ask 
and I ask, but later in  
the day. 
 
and Tammy wakes up 
beautiful and fresh, 
young enough to be 
young enough 
and says, hey wanna fuck? 
I say, ya 
and we do  
and fall asleep  
until the recycling truck 
rumbles down  
the broken pavement alley 
 
she crawls on top of me 
again, and we fall asleep 
 
i dream of the next trash truck 
to rumble down 
the broken pavement alley 
but it never does 


 



jck hnry is a writer/publisher/editor, based in southeastern california.  recent publications include:  Deuce Coupe, Rye Whiskey Review, Razur Cuts, Cajun Mutt, Dissident Voices, Horror Sleaze Trash, Bold Monkey, Red Fez, dope fiend daily and a bunch of other noble zines and journals.  Books include:  “With the Patience of Monuments (neoPoesis) ,” “Crunked, (Epic Rites)” and the upcoming "Driving w/Crazy (Punk Hostage Press, 2020).”  hnry is also editor and publisher of Heroin Love Songs and 1870. for more go to jackhenry.wordpress.com.

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