THE TRADE by Gabriel Hart

When I feel
I am far damned too whole
I’m reminded
I am far down two holes
the bottle the woman
I trade I trade
one ecstatic night one ecstatic night
for three days for the rest
rife of my life
with existential my body
doubt soul
trapped in my body: and mind
The Wasteland The quicksand:
my spirit: now for her
the fumes I worry
of a breathing instead of for myself of
corpse course
Gabriel Hart lives in California's High Desert. He's the author of the dipso-pocalyptic twin-novel Virgins in Reverse/The Intrusion. On the heels of his latest poetry book "UNSONGS" Vol. 1, his short-story collection "Fallout From Our Asphalt Hell" will be out this October from Close to the Bone (U.K.)