Friday, July 20, 2018

what am I going to do with my life. by Victor Clevenger

reggie suggests i write a graphic novel
real smutty with black & white drawings     

he can’t read a single word though     
i can’t draw either     a horrible idea

he says the opening chapter should
be about that one month back in 2008
when he banged several different ladies

isn’t that something     he banged several
in one month during a stretch when i hadn’t gotten
a single piece of action in almost three

that sounds like a terrible opening
i tell him
you’re just jealous because i was riding
the lightning shotgun like shooting stars
with sunglow albinos pretending they were all
jennifer aniston while you sat at the kitchen table
exhaling desperation like it was marlboro smoke
from your lips
he says
& your wife was just as miserable as you

some days     he’s a real fucking prick
i ask myself

how can you argue with the truth though

When not traveling highways across America, Victor Clevenger spends his days in a Madhouse and his nights writing poetry.  Selected pieces of his work have appeared in print magazines and journals around the world, as well as at a variety of places online.  In 2017, Victor was nominated for the Best of the Net Anthology, as well as a Pushcart Prize.  His most recent published collections of poetry include a split book with Tom Farris titled Ginger Roots Are Best Taken Orally (EMP, 2018) and A Finger in the Hornets’ Nest (Red Flag Press, 2018).

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