Suzanne Frischkorn
MICHAEL'S VOICE SLIPS FRAGMENTS
of clean in my ear.
Once a carcass with a cock
lodged down his throat,
now an East Side Lazarus.
He swerves details,
the shot veins,
the way a drop glistens
the tip of a needle,
(because water would fill
his mouth and garble
its syntax.) He wants
to forget how his skin
convulses before the prick.
It's the pendulous drop
that scares me --
sure he'll try to catch
it on his tongue.
Date of Birth: April 15 Location: Stamford, Connecticut Email: sefrischkorn@1stconnect.com Website: www.homepages.go.com/~tangycandy/tangycandy Publications: Samsara Quarterly, Stirring V2:E9, Salt River Review, 2 River View, The Melic Review, The Isle Review, The Quasar Review, The Paterson Literary Review, 3rd Muse Poetry Journal, The Cancer Poetry Project Book, etc. Chapbooks: The Tactile Sense (Alpha Beat Press 1996) and Exhale scheduled for a December 2000 release by Scandinavian Obliterati Press Awards: Three time winner of the Sundress Poetry Slam
