Building Character

The boy dissolves
wrapped in wire,
natural colors fading –
to set the stage for new ones,
bright reds – sober blues.

His whole right side – slips,
a landslide of flesh,
falling out of place,
roughly hewn.

Broken, broken.

The boy dissolves,
replaced by insults.
Humbling offenses,
that drag the gaze down,
as if from a collar – a chain.

What can be found there
between locked eyes –
is only shame.
Mind, grab a shovel,

bury it, bury it.

Sinking In (Video)

This is part of a collection of poems accompanied by an AI generated illustration as a response to those poems. In the collection, “A Super Collider of Zigs and Zags” by Brendon Behlke, each poem was submitted as a prompt to an AI art generator and produced the artwork on display. To view them the way ancient peoples would have viewed them, you can order a copy of the entire collection, over 100 poems and art pieces, releasing on November 18th 2023 here: https://www.fontainehousepublishing.com/product-page/a-super-collider-of-zigs-and-zags-by-brendon-behlke

Evelyn

I’ll not sing this song again,
I only remember it lazily,
Something that both has and has not been
Floating further away, listlessly.

There was tension between us,
Hidden hearts in shadows reaching.
Though we were outwardly callous,
Some things go on without speaking;

Until at last they don’t.
Of course the song still exists,
If asked to sing it, I won’t,
Because despite all this, the feelings persist.

Love may atrophy at cruelty’s whim,
But it lasts forever, this phantom limb.