Poetry

Mysterion

When you take a hero’s stance at the edge
                    of so much broken glass, remember the first time:
your body fresh pummeled between rubber and snow

Play Manual for GlueMan

The more GlueMan takes in,
the closer he gets to
exploding into a cloud of
fiberglass dust, an airborne
itch.

Cobra Commander

When they made a toy of you
Did you dream of children
Thinking you’re the good guy