craig sernotti

Many


I die in my dreams.
Zombies pulling me apart.
Bringing a screwdriver
to a knife fight,
getting it
in the gut
& him twisting the blade.
Shot in a mall,
bleeding all over a kiosk,
people standing around me,
no one holding my hand.
When I wake up I reach for you,
where you used to sleep.
Your pillow is cold.
There are many ways to die.


Craig Sernotti has had work published in Instant Pussy, Clockwise Cat, Skidrow Penthouse, and Shoots and Vines, among others. He edits The (http://welcometoyethe.blogspot.com).