David Calogero Centorbi is a writer that in the 90’s earned an MFA in Creative Writing from the University of Arizona. Now, he is writing and working in Detroit, MI.
He is the author of AFTER FALLING INTO DISARRAY (Daily Drunk Press).
Published work in Anti-Heroin Chic, The Daily Drunk, Drunk Monkeys, Horror Sleaze Trash, Schuylkill Valley Journal-Dispatches, Tiny Molecules, and he is a regular monthly contributor at Versification.
He can be found here on Twitter: @DavidCaCentorbi.
Blog: davidcentorbi.blogspot.com
Progression With Sharps and Flats
the candle
and spoon,
the bubble—
the still-born lie
hanging
you
breath by breath
*
sad glass
and that dead rainbow through it
the sun cast on the wall
when I found your needle;
I thought your belt
was a snake.
you always had to have a pet.
sometimes a rodent.
sometimes a bowl fish,
but always something
for you to let die
*
The trickle of blood running down your arm:
the pinprick hole:
the black and blue stain:
the never filled:
the always needing–
your only words
I knew were true
*
you screamed
out your
detox
gibberish—
the sharp hurt that couldn’t be dulled
by everything of me
I tried to give you
*
the hours hazed
over you:
voiceless rot,
no touch, no touch,
just cracking,
and your sweat that never dried
*
you burned yourself away,
but I didn’t turn you
into the ashes
you believed you were

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