Simple Arsenic

It was something right there in the cold air of the small dank rooms.

The salt coast air, humidity, green, loyalty?

It ate him slowly from the inside out,

Science gave us these things of his last days.

The salt coast air, humidity, green loyalty,

A lock handed down, generation by generation,

Science gave us these things of his last days:

The cracked tea service & frayed rug, the flowered wallpaper and grinding surf.

A lock handed down, generation by generation:

Plotting in his ruined atmosphere for another run at a god’s kingdom

The cracked tea service & frayed rug, the flowered wallpaper and grinding surf

How he smashed the windows out of the cathedral

Plotting in his ruined atmosphere for another run at a god’s kingdom

It ate him slowly from the inside out

How he smashed the windows out of the cathedral

It was something right there in the cold air of the small dank rooms.

Author Biography

Brian Tibbetts is a writer, musician, print-maker and painter currently living and working in Portland, Oregon. His work has appeared in the journals Gobshite Quarterly, Abuse and Bread and Roses.He is currently constructing a website encompassing his various pursuits: briantibbetts.com