TALKING TO A DRAGON’S HEAD

TALKING TO A DRAGON’S HEAD

How do you stay warm with such flesh?

It is stretched over your enormous cage and a deprived thing.

When rain comes, scavenger beasts and maggot hordes open it to the soft beneath.

As you dry, the gnaw marks crust, cursing you forever.

Were you good and intact in your youth?

Are you youth? 

Well, it was not easy to get through, I can tell you that.

WAITING FOR WEREWOLVES     SOUVENIR DE HANDECK,  ALEXANDRE CALAME 

Are they talking to me?

I’m sure Mussorgsky’s pictures had entire conversations with him.

But where, where is your corner?

It’s just through the door, and a hook to the left.

You’re alone on your wall, alone at night.

I recognize that ballerina.

I’ve been in this room.

Fuck.

CARCASS     INSPIRED BY PERPETUAL MOURNING BY TED MCKEEVER, BATMAN BLACK AND WHITE #1, DC COMICS

And how about this lovely retreat we've provided.

Not the holiday spa you expected?

A faucet at your head, a drain at your feet, and a metal tub to lie in.

I don’t think comfort was first on the list.

Almost everything in here is made of stainless steel.

That’s to prevent whatever filth you may have picked up from the alley where I found you, half-adhered to the ground, transferring to the next customer here at the meat shop.