The Better Half by Peter Magliocco
In the half-life between old age & death
I wait for the one who’ll punch
my ticket to Palookaville — or a better place
than here, whatever homestead conceives,
what comes like my cloned self
to ravish a vanishing mirror image?
Surely deep narcissism is bereft
of that love another must bring,
so deliver me from mistaken identity.
Bare all that matters to see,
making us the whole of the other
in the half-place between ourselves
we’ll know the forbidden flesh
of what dares to be
neither you
nor me.
May 5, 2010 at 5:29 am
Peter Magliocco writes from Las Vegas, Nevada, where he edits the lit-zine ART:MAG. Twice nominated for the Pushcart in poetry, he has recent work at EVISCERATOR HEAVEN, GOLD DUST, GREEN SILK JOURNAL and elsewhere… A forthcoming chapbook The Heaven of Words will be published by Propaganda Press, and his latest novel is The Burgher of Virtual Eden from Publish America (www.publishamerica.com)