Alphabet poem for Scot Robinson of "The Lampshades"

After dark

Before sleep

Calling my name from the warmth of the cold linoleum

Despite my having warned him

Everything will collapse if he drinks

Fetid

Godforsaken

Horrid

Incorrigible

Junk-filled

Kaleidoscope-scrambling

Light-blocking

Money-mangling

Noon-busting

Odious

Putrid

Quasi-tasty

Rusty

Scotch

That

Unties

Vitriolic

Women, soon to be

X-es

"You" he yells, before passing out, raising both my neck hairs and hopes, then...

"ZZZ..."

To fully understand this poem and bad poetry in general or at least cheap Scotch, check out The Lampshades starring Scot Robinson and Kate Flannery this Saturday night at 8 on the iO West Main Stage.

They are sure to stir even burdened blood.

Ode to Kate Flannery