by Les Wicks

Published in Issue No. 252 ~ May, 2018

we are not afraid
We are not afraid today.


Zombies never get the good lines.

We’re a vulpine species,

deny those blunter honesties of hunger

choose instead to nip strategically – pyre & angels –

crafty paths, the dodge. This girl

is just dynamite & fizzes

so warm she 21st century psychedelic;

we need more mornings, more cinders.

This Ashleigh she’s like a stripper

derr who strips nowadays? Her 5-year-old son is just

dumped on the grandma she’s totally

hooked into David round his place instead hey

look after ya kid why don’t ya.

David’s almost like a doctor

& he’s just so whipped his brother Tom

s like so spiritual & he just totally hates her…

The monsters multiply, am

I one too? The demon think, rapes

from our pens as we pluck lives. Each

page is a scalp, a trophy.

When apocalypse is a fashion statement,

a football team,

prayer & excuse.

We’re all storing survival rations

& Molotov cocktails to burn down the business district.

When a parade of apocalypses dance down George St

there’s all these dreamy appetites,

unlimited government funding.

Some trouble

as the remnants of humanity fight against the odds.

I can’t get my head around waxing

& we were born to run occasionally.

The trick is to show the broken swing,

not the fractured child.

Breath mints vs. silver bullets. Air force drones

& aborted foetus all called Chucky wreaking mayhem.

We aspirate like crazy…

an unfair world where

Jeffrey last week woke up

with a cockroach on his face!

There is no excuse for boredom,

though it remains the most common crime.

Sharon says the words to Tam.

So pedestrian, thoroughly real love you &

that crashes everything. The marriage is a rite which

chews the spine. Engorged guests

will promise the beasts.

Heaven is the space

where you dodge the scripts.

The same crows

& a clutter of immanence.

Chainsaw Massacre #7 coming up, ground

glass in the carrot juice. This ledge

– just step off –

I’ve done it before, no need for wings.

account_box More About

Over 35 years Wicks has performed at festivals, schools, prison etc. Published in over 250 different magazines, anthologies & newspapers across 16 countries in 9 languages. Conducts workshops around Australia & runs Meuse Press which focuses on poetry outreach projects like poetry on buses & poetry published on the surface of a river. His 10th book of poetry is Barking Wings (PressPress, 2012).