TWO POEMS

Sebastian Hunter

LAKE OF DRACULA

Total armored vehicle full of
“Democrat-Republicans”
Chaste, showboating for a lark
Lush vacant lawns, I’m only reading the room

Every man had a boat
Every woman a plane

There were accidents

DEMISE OF THE AMUSEMENT ZONE

People were walking, people in groups
papa, people trespassing!
What the base thinks: will sunrise ever split that horizon?
Good enuff placebo-shaped spirit burnt into the crust of

When asked to picture the ideal wedding, she said mostly government employees.

Ghouls with faces of human, the shape of a younger
Carnegie, but with soft hands
Allow me to push back against the lemon trend
There are other desserts to cloud your faces, I remember recently
eating a chilled dawnish light two angles at a time

and that’s when my thumbs began to oppose again

Sebastian Hunter is a writer and drummer from Seattle. Poems recent and forthcoming in Bethh, Capgras, Cult., Jagged Edge, and GROTTO.