she once told you that you were beautiful
a weird angel walking on earth meant
to be great
you remember the night she walked out
into the highway and got runover by
a semi
she always loved a good dramatic goodbye
all the weird friends got corporate jobs
and the nerds discovered drugs and ended
up learning just how uncomfortable park
benches are
the cats all speak spanish and are secretly
plotting your demise
it is the time of year for revenge
colder than cold with each passing day
her love is a mystery that you could
never unravel
that uneasiness you feel is the indigestion
of love
embrace it
break a few toilets
scream from the mountaintop and show
them what weird really fucking is
--
J.J. Campbell (1976 - ?) is old enough to know where the bodies are buried. He's been widely published over the years, most recently at Synchronized Chaos, Horror Sleaze Trash, The Asylum Floor, The Beatnik Cowboy and Misfit Magazine. You can find him most days on his mildly entertaining blog, evil delights. (https://evildelights.blogspot.com)