Death Sits Pretty On His Lips

He sits forlorn

In painted rooms

That reek of rotting vermin

Sickly sweet

And tangy rose

Ballooning from within them

Lovers leave

And fathers bleed

Mothers cry forgotten sons

One last complaint

One kiss forgot

Dead eyes of Devil’s fortune


– © Axel Howerton


Eyes of the Dragon

Caged by dark tendrils of night

Furies of madness

Blaze hot behind your black eyes

Daring me to burn inside

Or soothe the dragon within


© Axel Howerton 2014

For Brautigan

For Brautigan

The Archvillian of Romance
sitting peaceful by the river of his youth
writing only to the lonely fish
hiding easy from Ancient Dinosaurs

His nose grows old
contemplating existence
A lush garden of his own making
carrots and green parsley
gripping his hands in the dirt
like old friends

Dreaming of the final ride
the bullet that takes it all away
and leaves him natural
resting silent with Beaudelaire
and a bottle of Muscatel

© Axel Howerton 2006

*Richard Brautigan (January 30, 1935 – ca. September 16, 1984) was an American novelist, poet, and short story writer. His work often employs black comedy, parody, and satire. He is best known for his novels Trout Fishing in America and In Watermelon Sugar, as well as one of my favorite volumes of poetry, Rommel Drives On Into Egypt.