i am a subway car
without a tunnel or track
but i have a destination
that can’t be met
because you can’t
stop moving in
wonderful squiggly
lines. also, the conductor
is blind.
i did not shave off
my facial hair
because it looked stupid
but because you said
it looked stupid
with your eyes
& i want to be better.
when you sleep
i am a refrigerator
without a door.
when you awake
i am the words
sitting beside
an empty book
with so many pages.
look, this is not
a televised event
this is my body
where i will be
when we become
extinct.
how strange
to be a subway car
without a tunnel or track
or facial hair
when i just want
a wife.
M.G. Martin
M.G. Martin is the author of One For None (Ink) & the chapbook Fall Out Of Your Skin (Pangur Ban Party). His work has appeared or is forthcoming in ZYZZYVA, Explosion Proof, PANK, Requited & >kill author, among others. M.G. lives in Brooklyn where he cooks Hawaiian food as often as possible. Find him online: here & here.
