When They Serialize My Life Theyre Going To Have A Problem With 1993

How about a montage of me turning off my alarm & going back to sleep:
a hero training to save the world, but the opposite of that.
My Kryptonite turns out to be putting on pants.
Running up phone bills I cant afford is easier than talking to anyone in Tallahassee.
How was my day? I could tell you but then Id have to kill myself.
Twenty-three & still waiting for my Narnia closet, my cyclone ride
I have fallen into a plot hole & erased everything Ive achieved to this point in my life
which was already nothing. Saving superpowers for the last act
is such a classic mistake. My body has no plans & no prototype,
though I still expect to rush in & rescue myself.
I will need a quiver of unlikely arrows.
Maybe they can edit in rope & a spandex cape, colorful boots
& your initials burning on my chest.



Amorak Huey
Copyright 2014  

Amorak Huey is author of the chapbook The Insomniac Circus (Hyacinth Girl Press, 2014) and the forthcoming collection Ha Ha Ha Thump (Sundress Publications, 2015). A former newspaper editor and reporter, he teaches writing at Grand Valley State University. Poems appear in the Southern Review, Midwestern Gothic, The Collagist, Menacing Hedge, among others.

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