Innocuous Invitation by David Spicer

Have you tasted crow paté?
Myself, I don’t care for black birds
and the weather they prefer: rain
in October that encounters condors
coughing disease from their jaws.
No need to wrap your brain around that
and frown. Just grunt and grin like
a teenager posing as an adult. Forget
that. Climb the stairs to my attic,
no need for tickets. Don’t worry,
you won’t have to undress. I’ve got
sparkling water, a cupboard of popcorn,
and a sink to rinse your hair. You’ll
never catch the plague or any infection
because the walls are painted fuchsia
to guard against the rats. And you won’t
be my sex slave—I’ll even knock
on the door. If you have a brother
who reads Chinese, welcome him, too.
I have hundreds of notebooks he can
write Mandarin in. I won’t hedge:
the only rule I have is that you can’t
mumble, complain, or strut. Then I’d
have to use the hammers. There. Lean
against the wall, and don’t blink.
Now, now, you won’t die.
I promise on my daughter’s grave.

David Spicer

David Spicer has had poems in Chiron Review, Alcatraz, Gargoyle, Ploughshares, The American Poetry Review, and elsewhere. The author of Everybody Has a Story and four chapbooks, he’s the former editor of raccoon, Outlaw, and Ion Books. He is scheduled to have From the Limbs of a Pear Tree, (Flutter Press) released in the Fall of 2017.


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