Poems from Seattle’s Jason Quiggle.
An Expanding Universe
– Transportation
This is going to lock the doors
keeping the showers out
to let us spray each other
It is not all about our broken hearts.
I am Harvey Keitel
and you are Tim Roth
you’re gonna be okay
you’re gonna be okay
sing
song
this is a little steel and glass heaven
crossing over hell fine
features cut our lips
psychopomps go before us carrying tiny pieces of steel.
Whiskey is our whore paid not to come,
I stage scenes.
the water is clear that I am the thief,
sympathetic strings
seat
belt and gravity cannot keep us from flying apart.
JQ
I have always been here
– When We Two Parted
You were never here
I have always been touching myself
I still am
over what i have almost forgot from last night
a woman pretending to be a poem
in my hand becoming a ghost
a ghost
a ghost
ghost ghost
a ghost weeping semen for a sunken mistress
you were never here
i am always touching myself
looking into an empty eye
mistaking the glint of the sun for a hint of love
JQ
Author Biography
Jason Quiggle was born somewhere in New York, during the blizzard of ’76. He has lived in many places including California, Germany, Texas and Nevada. Folks have put things Jason has written into their publications. The city of Las Vegas etched his words in the cement of a public works project along with other notable Vegas writers. Jason now lives in Seattle, Washington. Contact: jason.quiggle@gmail.com
Ni Hao Jason, your choices here, especially the first one, grabbed me all the way in Shanghai. Hen hao!
Thank you greatly!