under a cherry moon by J.J. Campbell

two restless souls trade the horror
stories of childhoods in the midwest 
over glasses of banana rum under 
a cherry moon

she had the eyes of some demon 
left behind in a war and he was 
a soft-spoken dreamer left on the 
side of a highway of pain

they used to fuck each other 
to pass the time

neither wanted any children and 
thankfully there never was any 
close calls

but sometimes the liquor gets too 
much and the liver starts to punch 
back

she never thought her princess 
dreams would end up in a van 
in some random field in the 
middle of nowhere

he finished a bottle of jack 
before he had the guts to 
grab a shovel and give 
her a proper burial

sorrow only helps for about 
the first three feet

regret takes over from there

J.J. Campbell (1976 - ?) was raised by wolves yet managed to graduate high school with honors. He's been widely published over the years, most recently at Synchronized Chaos, Dumpster Fire Press, Misfit Magazine, Terror House Magazine and Horror Sleaze Trash. You can find him most days on his mildly entertaining blog, evil delights. (https://evildelights.blogspot.com)