Two poems by Rob Plath

what if, motherfucker?

what if the gun isn’t
pressing against yr head
from the outside?

what if the muzzle
is w/in yr skull?

what if the demons keep
squeezing the trigger?

what if there are bullet holes
in all the parts of yr brain
marked PEACE?




graffiti for mute angels

tonight i think of elliott smith
pressing the large blade thru
the braid of his heart-veins

tonight i think of the mississippi
gathering w/ in the branches
of jeff buckley’s lungs

tonight i think of kurt cobain
double-fisting the barrels
of the hypo & rifle

tonight i think of amy winehouse
twisting open the second fifth
like it was amber stitches

tonight i think of all the morgue drawers
full of our mute angels

& i slash the alphabet w/ a box cutter
& graffiti the demons’ horns
w/ fucking roses



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Bio: Rob Plath is a 46-year-old poet from New York. He has over a dozen books out. Rob is most known for his monster collection A Bellyful of Anarchy (Epic Rites Press). He lives with his cat and stays out of trouble.  For more about Rob Plath visit his website robplath.com. ​

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