A man we tabbed
Bunny Foo Foo
goes about
bopping city rats
upon the head
then loads
the limp bodies
into a garden size
trash bag
and lugs it around
everywhere
he goes.
There is a place
below the streets
where he lays
the bodies out
in long neat ranks
and files.
He sprinkles them
with mushroom spores
in an effort to recreate
the fugal forests
from Journey
to the Center
of the Earth.
copyright © 2020 Kenneth P. Gurney
Lori offered me mushrooms
to aid me on my vision quest.
She also offered me her reading glasses
in case she misunderstood my meaning.
Lori tried to convince me
that tequila in large enough quantities
would provide me a supernatural experience.
She swore her house cat
received a masters degree in Native American studies
with a minor in Greek mythology.
She paid for the first round at The Filling Station
and slid her seat around to my side of the table.
Lori offered to shutter time
so I might develop x-ray vision to view angels.
copyright © 2020 Kenneth P. Gurney
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