Dubbed "the Baudelaire of our time" by John Shirley, co-founder of Cyberpunk and lyricist for Blue Oyster Cult, Alex S. Johnson is a longtime friend of such lovely artists as Ellyn Maybe, Iris Berry and Richard Modiano. His books include The Doom Hippies, Bizarrely Departed, Skull Vinyl: Poems 2012-2017 and Songs for Dark Cabaret. Two of his books are archived at Harvard's Widener Library. He lives in Carmichael, California with his family.
Cuckoo
"The cuckoo is the state bird of most states of mind"-Ellyn Maybe
I really think I've lost it
This time...or have there been
More
Pileups on the cerebral
101?
Vanished
He vanished, his
Eyes swept clean of
All standing wars and
Furniture.
That's some escape pod he's got,
she said.
I nodded.
Ellyn giggled and nodded. Also.
We were still trying to get through
the fast food drive through and
through
&
far from sapping themselves like
very clumsy gangsters in a
1930s film noir, the explosive
tumult of
Giggles expanded
Increased
Unto the seventh generation of swine...Hunter Thompson in the eaves, cooing like a creme brulee that thought it was a film by
Jean Luc Goddard.
Micro-Aggression
Everybody off the bus, and that's an
Order....this means
You and
You and the
Distingrated face-looking
Man with the eyeball clock, smoking
His own fist.
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