Carnal Theater

Free Verse

You played your part in our carnal theater I’ll play dress-up You’ll wear a mask

Your makeup won’t come off

Bodies stretched across the living room

Wide open spaces closed-off quarters

No one lives here anymore judging from my fridge Pretty vacant like the parking lot

Carbon monoxide overflowing my garage All this free air is suffocating

The stench of your perfume the scent of corpses permeating my apartment

Bedroom confessionals and I’m your preacher

Tell me of the one above in seventh heaven

This apartment is the circles of hell

Don’t leave me standing in the doorway without my watch I feel naked without it

I stained your pillow you stained my sheets I guess we’re even now

Nothing made her cry like “Over the Rainbow” I was over the moon when it ended

You forgot your ruby slippers in my garbage disposal

Please return my books they’re long overdue much like your period

That’s the end of it