The hate in the mirror is bait
& the hideaway of looking older
is skin slackened wrinkle
& the fear is near to the outcome.
I’ve got crinkle hands
with death skin & the secret
in eyes is the cloudy size
of a slow beat beat heart.
You are given to hyperbole
when the arc of your belly
reveals the last meal & the stuck [...]
On December 16, 2009, I read at Velvet Guerilla Cabaret, Michael Slobotzky’s reading at Unurban Coffeehouse in Santa Monica, CA. I read four pieces: “I wonder how Baltimore is…”, “Davi come on!…”, “The hate in the mirror is bait…” and “Broken arm summer…” Please visit www.adambresson.org for more poetry and writing. Hope you enjoy!
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