PLANNING AHEAD

I will masturbate
before I take him
for a walk to get
some air.
We both
need it.
It will calm me
if I see him
& plan my future
betrayals.
I am seasoned
in this
& ripened
for younger
less experienced
hands.
It's time
to give back
to the earth
a daughter's
bounty.

Norman Savage
Greenwich Village, 2017

WHEN YOU'RE DEAD

you're dead,
they say.
What do you care
what happens
next?
Probably,
they're right.
But
still...

Hart Island, Potters Field,
looms large...
a storied history
of paupers perhaps,
but it creeps me
the fuck out
lying in a trench
with 150 strangers:
naked bones, hearts
with cupid arrows I
don't know...intestines,
smells, colons, empty
skulls & differing
opinions.

If, by chance,
you've been breathing
on my words
for whatever reason
and you don't see me
for three months let's say,
knock,
or call,
or get in touch
with my nutty brother (maybe
he's still alive?),
just get me
out of the ditch,
burn me up,
scatter me,
preferably
anywhere
where I won't
be seen.

Norman Savage
Greenwich Village, 2016