Howie Good – 1 poem


Le Petit Mort

When my body lies
with her body,
the entire police department
flees a giant machine
that dispenses eyeballs,

and beings made
from string unravel

as a voice capable
of crushing beer cans
begins to howl,
“We are all dead!”

even though
we’re merely akimbo,

like a wedding held
on the grounds
of the State Lunatic Asylum.



Howie Good is the author of  Dangerous Acts Starring Unstable Elements, winner of the 2015 Press Americana Prize for Poetry.


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gobbet is a literary magazine dedicated to publishing the very best experimental poetry and prose. Intellectual perversity and explorations of dark themes are positively encouraged. We are only interested in work that is progressively experimental. We want to see risks, and we want to see them pay. No previously published work. Prose should not be longer than 1000 words. There are always exceptions. Send 3-5 poems. Include a short bio. Send submissions to Work will be published every 5-10 days. We also intend to publish anthologies of selected work published in gobbet. We will do our best to reply promptly. Most submissions will receive a decision within a month.
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