MAKING THE GRADE
I have faith
that if I just keep trying
really hard to do my best
someday they will hang me
with magnets at my wrists
on that great refrigerator
in the sky, a gold star stuck
to my chest, and with red
marker a smiley face hastily
scrawled across my sun-bleached
skull picked clean
by greedy birds at the towers
of silence.
–Radian Spleen 2014
Radiant Spleen 