MY KENTUCKY/SNAKE SEARCHER by CM KEEHL

I was all
need
you were out         dog licking wound
& ok/ so I’m destroyer
all pressure pace
move right through mouth &
more
do you swoon over Camus
or coke & cum turn home
melted ponder
under slither fingers
fighting fodder                           what
kind of blood am I to you
with war zipping hard underneath

my skin do you
let tongue/ tonight/
through bars begging
to behave out a carnivorous behavior
or settle holler
dark cold truths &
power
perseveration
just wetness of the forest
all darkness/
tangled/
in.

—–

C. M. Keehl’s poems appear in / are forthcoming in Cosmonauts Avenue, Reality Beach, Paper and Ink Zine & elsewhere. She is the poetry editor at Dirty Chai & lives with her dog Carver.  She spends a lot of time thinking about aliens & fear.  Find her ghost haunting twitter @CMKeehl
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Founded in 2013, we are a literary journal dedicated to publishing outsider literature. We publish art, poetry, and creative nonfiction from marginalized creators.

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