person GJ Hart, one poem

GJ Hart currently lives and works in London and has had stories published in The Molotov Cocktail, The Jersey Devil Press, the Harpoon Review and others. He can be found arguing with himself over @gj_hart.

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Ooh Ooh Ooh

What’s this hulk
Rolling me – a spider
Big as a
Saucepan
Or The Man,
The Electric King?
Says he can
Pour the universe
In one eye, says
They’re making
Skeletons
In the dessert,
With just the best bits
Stapled on.

I’m elbowed over
Bill’s page, Bill loves
Flamiche – says
he’s gone,
On a plane,
At the lake, says he’s
Never wrong –
It’s his birthday, says
He feels like star
Light across
The screen now,
But even I know
The dead
Have birthdays.

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