SAMUEL J FOX
SAMUEL J FOX
Sending a Nude to Saint Peter at the Gates of Heaven on Accident
Look and see what God has made: ramshackle,
some lean-to motel kissed on the collar of the desert, safe haven
for rattlesnake. He calls it good, no? Or is it no good?
I’ve been waiting for the apocalypse, praying
that she will take me in her mouth; that the Angel
of Death has strong head-game. I’ve taken to
cutting the wings off dragonflies hoping they
will just become dragons. Hades is empty and all
the devils are sipping martinis in their suits and ties
talking about running for re-election.
And here am I:
not caring about the size of my erection or the mole
on my navel or the constellation Orion freckled onto
my left ass-cheek. Do you think Satan actually has
a special place in hell for all artists? If he might,
I would ask for, not special treatment, but the ability
to wander off into a sulfurous, stalactite-ridden night.
Samuel J Fox is a bisexual poet/essayist living in Raleigh, NC. He is poetry editor for Bending Genres and creative nonfiction reader at Homology Lit; he is also a frequent columnist/reviewer for Five 2 One Magazine. He appears at coffee shops, in dilapidated places, and graveyards depending. He tweets (@samueljfox).