portion of the artwork for Justin Hyde's poetry

dancing sacks of flesh
Justin Hyde

blow job

ham sandwich

crisis repair

hopscotch

estate planning

or ego salve—

there will always
be a woman there.

chop one down

two grow back

toss one out the window

one escapes from the zoo

and shows up in your coffee grounds.

needle

and thread

all she wants

is your heart.

give it to her
either that

or all you’re doing
is pissing down the barrel of a pistol
in a blind alley.

which is it bloke?

tell her

straight up

—honesty—

bullfrogs do
it

a strange slice of pie

try it on for size
steve

you still might get that
blow job
and ham sandwich
rick

she just likes to know
where she stands

terra firma

texas
is a big place
to get lost

straight up

give it a whirl
joe

needle

and thread.

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FRiGG: A Magazine of Fiction and Poetry | Issue 41 | Summer 2013