Caution:Disco squiggles

overnight beaks broadened,  
i couldn't recognize orange tigers stripes    
in gilded samurai armor.  
these pizza brands and logos become more familiar  
 
than faces of freaky family or frivolous friends.  
frantic as junkies for the same old white razor blade lines.  
my aching fractures recall  
snorting red frostbit rosebuds that bloomed  
 
in Roses mortuary's courtyard;  
i saw as a boy of 10.  
falling from the marble pedestal so many put me on,  
cracking honeycomb matrix craniums wide open on the checkered floor.  
 
pleasure tears welling up through  
duct hazel eyes; hurled chunks  
chugging cheap vodka  
from dark blue mason jars with handles.  
 
plastic water bottles and foil chip bags  
as trash strewn  
on cigarette stained up beige carpet.  
a large cracked black Gargoyle birds  
 
watched our smoke puffs floating,  
hit heads on popcorn ceilings.  
wrote backyard zombie movies  
where we broke the old septic line  
 
digging dirt graves awaiting fresh bodies,  
crawling from runny mud  
screaming in the rain at 1AM;  
red REC lights flashing.  
 
wooden thousand island dressing crossbows  
caught them in the thin woods between houses,  
boogeyman sinkholes.  
throwing half full yellow antifreeze bottles  
 
into the crotch  
of extreme hide and seek players,running;  
doubling over in pain.  
scraping scalps  
 
our past pulls in sideways;  
like an asshole,  
taking up 3 parking spaces.  
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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memories from high school nights at 338 Hiawassee ave Knoxville,TN  
the movie was actually called"screaming backyard zombies" for the record,the tape is long gone so it only exists in my mind and now here.  
 
extreme hide and ghost seek is so fun..i miss it.  
 
we hit our good friend corey with a toy crossbow loaded with a bowl of thousand island dressing in the woods at night after we asked him to come up. we smoked with him afterwords so he was ok with it after he got over the smell lol.  
 
there's a yellow logo on the red XLT oven at work that warned me of these disco squiggles rising like snakes from baskets,i keep a close eye on them while i'm there.