—Poems and Artwork by Kevin Eberhardt, Amherst, OH
GOING VIRAL
They're awaiting the Apocalypse
In New Jersey the best seats are
Just inside the Walmart to see all
The action in response to 'turn the
Other cheek' from six feet away
The fight began in aisle C where
The toilet paper awaited tranquility
Then the word came down from
Heaven / maybe / there might be a
Shortage we'll have to behave in
An orderly fashion not knee jerk
Reaction so roll with the punches
'Til the roll is empty now it's time
For those People Magazines to
Pay off don't matter whose face is
On the cover just treat it like any
Other in the throws of emergency
No one's gonna see or cancel your
Subscription here comes another
Prediction it's not safe to sit by
The magazine rack / anymore
STORAGE
A lunatic's dream melts thru
A mirror drips regret into a
Child's swimming pool he'd
Bought at some thrift store
Soaking his feet in the guilt
Of absence while sipping an
Oblivious beer the genie in
The bottle mixes a miracle
Cure that never seems to
Work just kills some time
'Til the season changes &
He puts the pool in the
Back of the garage
OUTPOST
Chasing the sun
From puddle to
Puddle chasing
The clouds some
Too / deer watch
Me watch them
(silence translates)
The air is sterile
& hints of snow
The ground is
Hard & grim
Time is slow
As ice melt
Keeping vigil
For the wither
Of shadows
SMUDGE
Rumination in an
Unfocused
Window fading in
& out a spitting
Image drying in
The reversal of
Evening sun
Another day done
Nothing much to
Show a lapsed
Prescription
Plastered against
The fading yellow
Glow
SLOW DANCE
Death captured
My attention
In the grass
In the night
Cold eyed stare
At nothing
Forming an
Impression
Denied final
Confession
Just a rabbit
Out of run
Evidence gone
In the morning
Eaten away like
A love sick
Heart becoming
The invisible
Man & that's
The best that
I can / right
Now
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Today’s LittleNip:
VIRUS
—Kevin Eberhardt
The night leaves me solemn
Navigating the stairs like a
Golem in search of a room
Where it may sleep inside
My head & inhabit my
Dreams of life
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Our welcome and many thanks to Ohio’s Kevin Eberhardt, poet and artist; friend of SnakePal Steven B. Smith; poster of poems on, among other sites, www.agentofchaos.com/ke/index.html/; illustrator of various book covers and inside stuff; and author of several books and chapbooks (including two by John Burroughs). For more of Kevin’s colorful artwork, see his Facebook page (“Kevin Eberhardt”). Our thanks for stopping by the Kitchen today, Kevin, and don’t be a stranger!
—Medusa
Kevin Eberhardt
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