Fault Mine
in a world growing skinny
charming humanity into the triangle
love is a room of mirrors
spray printed silver
no power in transparency
love was having a direction
Saturn departed
flesh and bone display model
immolation would never earn us salvation
rent is due
orphan earth
out of work paid actor
the comedians first serious role
Adam Sandler drunk
in tears picking up
novelty foam fingers
scattered about the front lawn
hometown FM radio
straightjacket
bowl of fruit on the counter
still life unexamined
true evil never has a plot
art imitating life
anonymous guest list
velvet rope lip service
if what you say I am is true
I left myself for some reason
the morning air slides down my throat
watching beautiful rivers of blood
behind houses up ahead
trespass to see the river
nothing to rest my eyes on
times skinny shadows
starves experience
Nick Thiel is from Appleton Wisconsin. The center of his universe is his four year old daughter. He writes about red tape, jumping through hoops, the uncanny. television, and justice. He likes bad films, shitty tattoos, mumble rap and hanging out with people who have aliases (ie: Tiptoes, Quan, Bear). He is working on publishing his first collection of poems.
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