Best Dead Animal Poems

OVERLOOKED BEAUTY MY PRETTY MAGGOTS

Beautiful as the tan, brown, red, black, white centipede be;
Beautiful worm-like the fly egg geometrically pretty to me;
Moist shiny, slimy don't know where your head is not an issue;
As you may clean infected wounds of dead and decaying tissue;
Attachment to the...

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In late October the reddest moon didn't change its phase,
it remained in the same spot to watch the witches' ballet;
the loud music matched the mood of the mystical night: tambourines
and flutes frantically played; sneers, jeers, giggles of the wildest witches
mixed with the goblins' roars while...

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Mount the dead animal head
above your mantle stone fireplace
Lay your nude body upon
the grizzly rug of this death skin

Likewise, with safari determination, 
you hunt the wooly souls that walk upright — 
Talking mammals who don’t bend
Feeling angry bloodlust ... your coffin trophy case
must be carcass...

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(for Neil)

I wonder if you remember,
the dog you killed that day
on the way back from the Stony Rises?

You were driving, talking about
yourself, I think,
or maybe you were singing along
to some song on the radio.

Up ahead, the boy on a bicycle
pedaled against the wind,
dog by his...

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Shaking hands
I clench my teeth
Anger pouring from me
Like Poison it seeps
Tainting everything he touched
Like fire melting rocks
Liquid nitrogen I burn
Memories like paper torn
His face a betrayal of all I knew
With laughter my heart he slew
Dead animal, rotting flesh
I curse him with a witches death 
Hurt...

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Let him chew her lips
And rub her 
breasts           
Whole nights
Till his animalistic 
hunger is over 
And feels as a dog 
After feeding on a 
dead animal.

And let,
There the cliffs and 
the cloud
There the fir 
forests,...

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Rustic Morning 
Still, early morning and coarse grass had stopped crying
But the carob tree was still tearful someone had broken its branch
The one that was easy to grab from the lane.
By the stone fence, a mule looked soulfully at me, so I scratched its 
Forehead...

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I am born into the Calvagna family, a weak frail child. 

At the age of three I tell my mother I will be a hero someday. She weeps holding me closely. 

In late August everyone gathers for my sixth birthday. The air is thin and...

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I put some thought, random thought
Into life
Maybe I should take bigger bites instead  of nibbling
On it because it doesn’t seem to keep stretching after I reach the halfway mark
Doesn’t matter now because the water is boiling and 
I can’t find
A bigger pot to put...

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Chicken and Other Foods.  

She is coming home tonight, been away for two days.
Bought her, what she likes… a well roasted chicken.
 On the farm where I was brought up, old hens that
didn’t lay eggs as before had heads chopped off and
ended up in...

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The February Disaster like a horric catchy song
still boils and circulates through my mind
A prisoner I've regretfully becoming, no surprise
I am chained to a fence post like a rabid, savage dog
it suits me right or does it suit me wrong
Judgement is out of question and...

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The Dreamless

Now that he had freed himself of the past looking forward 
to think thoughts not hampered by dreams of childhood and
the embarrassment of teenage years and sexual clumsiness
falling in love with the most unsuitable and undesirable person possible because she made hot waffles with...

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yellow sun blue sky
frozen grey fur hide insides
dead animal hide...

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One takes what does not belong 
In depths of darkness, moonlight night 
Daylight's ruins, breathless soul it feeds 
Our demeanor broken beneath the flesh 
Heart broken, emotion of evil devour 
Hurt tortures as if death appeared 
Stolen, denied life's promised ambition 
They rove, benign behind...

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