Mellow yellow
Seeping, creeping
Down upon the crumpled napkin
In a geriatric lap.
Spread thin like marmalade on toast
The crusts removed for dentured teeth
My two cents for your two pence
Indentured servitude
Brought forth upon this nation
By foremothers and their fornicating boys.
Little bee stings prick the palm
Buttered muffins burn the hand
The toaster's acting up again.
Cows cry out from seeded loaf
Germination, duplication
Cough into your elbow
Twenty seconds
Happy birthday
Soap, warm water
Stop the spread
Cut off the gangrenous limb and let it rot.
Any last requests
I'd like a woman, blonde
Single
Good looking
Twenty-five.
Happy birthday.
Men play poker doggy style
Front to rear
Inhaling fragrances of shit
I'm far too old for you.
Author Bio:
Shayleene MacReynolds is a grad student at California State University Northridge, working towards her Master's Degree in Creative Writing. A Bartender, writer, editor, and Social Media savant for a local restaurant, Shayleene is concerned with all things human, both enamored and intrigued by the emotional connections forged between us. Her writings explore the capacity for connection that we maintain as human beings, and the vast responsibility we owe to one another to connect better, to love better, and to be better.