Apocalyptic poems, posted every m-f.

the man who runs ohio

for one reason or another
ohio is one of the last states to fall,
but then it falls hard

they burn defiance to the ground
columbus is under the thumb of a gang
who call themselves the gringos

the man who runs ohio,
rumour has it that he is no man at all:
he’s got too many legs, too many eyes
he sleeps suspended upside down
feeds on the blood of broken women,
and he is no man at all.

i have not seen him in my visions,
my eyes get blurry when i try to

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