A Cherry in the Eye

the pinkish juices
resemble sweetness, but salt
grits the socket into lies

a cherry colored baby cries
we must keep her
away from the mirror

we must hide her
in the bedroom closet
covered in spit up

i never wanted her to die
but i never wanted her to be born either
i never wanted anything

except for red eyes
i want those natural lines
those jagged edge

beauty marks
that feline glow
the up all night

party wild
i turn the music up
because who needs gurgling

baby screams
when janis joplin's on
but then a piece of my heart

falls onto the floor
and starts crawling
towards the screaming baby

Juliet Cook is brimming with black, grey, silver, purple, and dark red explosions. She is drawn to poetry, abstract visual art, and other forms of expression. Her poetry has appeared in a peculiar multitude of literary publications. You can find out more at www.JulietCook.weebly.com.

john compton is a gay poet who lives in kentucky. his poetry resides in his chest like many hearts & they bloom like vigorously infectious wild flowers.