Two Poems ~ poetry by Glen Armstrong

Slash for Captain Marvel #15

그녀의 문제는 그녀의 목욕 내부를 두 번.
One candle flickers beside the bed.

그녀는 자신의 성기에 반지를 넣어.
I put the box on the table.

그녀는 저지대 내 슬래시을 공부했다.
Improvements were made to my shoe.

우리는 꿀벌, 일부 그물과 케이크와 함께 제공되었다.
I am surprised to see a nice shine on her skin.

그녀는 하늘에서 깃털의 몸을 좋아하지 않았다.
I interfere with feathers in her lap.

Zombie Game

This is a zombie game. The children see eyes hanging from sockets and the charred bellies of bathers at a resort. They want to continue as the need to acquire items is endless.

The rich man wants sublimation. The poor man wants television. The beggar man wants paper. The thief wants The Eye of Providence folded into itself as he works the shadowy streets.

We purchase flamethrowers, marshmallows, graham crackers and chocolate; fire extinguishers, Tums and running shoes. Our needs are never quite met. We purchase soap and back-to-school clothes to slow the burgeoning bodily throng. The world ends between add to cart and delivery.

Glen Armstrong (he/him) holds an MFA in English from the University of Massachusetts, Amherst and edits a poetry journal called Cruel Garters. His poems have appeared in Conduit, Poetry Northwest, and Another Chicago Magazine.