Poetry By Kenneth Nichols

​and when the sky opened, she could see that the light was just and the truth was home
 
they say you catch more flies with honey than with vinegar
but vinegar doesn’t leave your enemy wincing and wretching
 
regretting that they bent their elbows where they didn’t belong.
it is a command and a commandment: nemo me impune lacessit
 
because i won’t be provoked with impunity.  reality manifests
itself as a game show in which I know my doppelganger
 
and i can’t occupy the same space without universes imploding.
So the incontrovertible everything is the only way forward: a
 
solution so important to those who discount solipsism as a
method for determining truth.  the vinegar pours, the pink
 
slip flutters, fleeting thought, perhaps, as to why: this
garage sale philosophy is too plebeian, too sanguine.



Bio: Kenneth Nichols earned his MFA in Creative Writing from Ohio State and maintains the writing craft website Great Writers Steal (www.greatwriterssteal.com). His work has appeared in a wide range of publications, including Main Street Rag, Crimespree Magazine, and Lunch Ticket.