The best resurrection
is on the cactus trail and sinny
or in the vinyl showerhood clear with glamour trim
or on a sunny Xmas wolfing down a hotdog
alone in your convertible
mustard-flowered luggage cosmic joy and local pain
frankincense and cigarettes.
I don’t know if this passion is better or worse
all your limitations float through the decades
shapely legs on ladders busty nesting dolls
all your audio splatter.
I whet the axe
start watching the films drive four hours to see
know the sin king/the sun king
your black roots/broken kidneys
I put a wolf in.
You’re alone in the hot springs
with your embossed wine glass
your mind and your rag curls unraveled
your red pumps and your demons
an American dollface
praying myrrh prayers to change.
Your life is naked
except for this green velvet ribbon.
Jessie Janeshek's second full-length book of poems is The Shaky Phase (Stalking Horse Press, 2017). Her five chapbooks are Spanish Donkey/Pear of Anguish (Grey Book Press, 2016), Rah-Rah Nostalgia (dancing girl press, 2016), Supernoir (Grey Book Press, 2017), Hardscape (Reality Beach, forthcoming), and Auto-Harlow (Shirt Pocket Press, forthcoming). Invisible Mink (Iris Press, 2010) is her first full-length collection.
Watching Horror/Watching Harlow
By Letting Rooms
A Wolf Stalks Amongst Her Sunflowers
The Republic of WannaCry
F. Daniel Rzicznek
assembly of god