Frankenstein's Granddaughter

Words by Bryon Bowers

the fearless one of knitting needles reached inside and pulled out the lion's aching tooth simplicity, elegance, demure with a touch of aloof a kind heart with music eyes and a new mustache two young people a glimpse of future's past rolling around a fluffy brown couch as they planned their escape children poured from every corner everyone around them long into the thick of it Halloween hangovers and to do lists in their heads… Two young ones species all around… The fearless one reaching into the lion's mouth Children watching killer machines as Bradbury tales ride on Michelin stars while Lead belly Cobain lost pines are Growled into the universe once again a delicious feast before them prepared by the goddess of war and cherished friends warriors of the species the skeleton bride hands out mushrooms while green crystals fall from trees of sound he plays on the beach with wild abandon not a care in the world… while Igor and Dr Frankenstein's grand daughter regal my mind of Bradbury tales of old stories flowing of dwarves and jars horror movie of youth floats up one twin dies the other takes his place twin brain floating in a jar inside and abandoned old barn Two young ones species all around… The fearless one reaching into the lion's mouth Children watching killer machines as Bradbury tales ride on Michelin stars while Lead belly Cobain lost pines are Growled into the universe once again the goddess of elegance sits beside me with her tequila silence and thoughts of things to do as the children watch spirits of machines wonder a world of killer machines Fine dining on a Michelin star Chicago skyline after the fire beauty arose humanity flexing its mind muscle built of cattle proceeds nexus powers and a world connected goodbyes said we close the door the goddess and our two loves fall into a slumber an elf toils love is strange colt 45 a great growler with a banjo spits out lead belly cobain lost pines into my mind as darkness comes in and thoughts dance to a slow stop on these pages of your time … Two young ones species all around… The fearless one reaching into the lion's mouth Children watching killer machines as Bradbury tales ride on Michelin stars while Lead belly Cobain lost pines are Growled into the universe once again

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