“Der Panther”

Vines blink in form voracious they stab

mud garden, this niche lay ahead

Mist as others save her gave her

A thousand hints stable kind of pelt

Divider fang gash and dig stark shredder

a sick lark clan increase drought,

wise to dance for craft an admitter,

in the bathtub cause will spread. 

No man sleep there hanged in popular

sick loudless off then get in bed nine

Get church there glider panther still

a hurt in cats zen off resign

“Signed and Sealed”

Buzzz. Buzzz. Pause: wet paper towel. Buzzz. Does it hurt? No, not really. It’s worth it.

That’s what they all say. Clenched teeth. Buzzz. Buzzz. Where do you go to school? Buzzz.

Pause: loading more ink. Oh, yeah? I went there too. Do you like it? Buzzz. The boy’s arm twitches.

Stay still. Buzzz. Buzzz. His leg, this time. Need a break? No.

That’s what they all say. Buzzz. It’s nearly finished. A wonky black shape, to you. For him, a breakneck taboo.