I sit Beside Him

 

picking my brain

at the center of self

control

on patrol

 

a picture of Jesus

hangs in my skull

along with all

the other gods

I swear to

 

lost and found

and lost again

 

sometimes here

somewhere there

inside this place

I find myself

in the form of a

little boy

weeping

 

I sit beside him

asking why

he tells me

he misses his

mother

 

scars that can’t

be seen

tattoos that can’t

be stolen

hidden away

in a chest

behind a cold

black heart

once warm

and red

 

James D. Casey IV
Illustration Nick Victor

 

James D. Casey IV is a southern poet with roots in Louisiana & Mississippi. He currently resides in Illinois with his Muse, their retarded dog, and two black cats. Mr. Casey has authored four books of poetry, and his most recent title is Owls in Hot Rods with Pink Elephants and Dead Bats released through Cajun Mutt Press August 2, 2018. His work has also been published extensively by several literary magazines and small press venues internationally. Mr. Casey spends his days writing poems, but also enjoys practicing magick, and cooking Cajun cuisine.

 


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