To Begin with the Supernatural

I had inclinations towards

the snarky and paranormal:

dragons dancing in the daylight

on the courtyards of Oxford,

monsters texting and swearing

riding the subways in Manhattan,

ghosts sitting in my bathtub

smoking cigars,

all of it there for an

open eye to see.

The mechanic medicine man

sent alchemy potions

through the mail

to those interested

for a low price of

only three installments

of 19.99

with the only side effect

being that when ingested

by humans they

began immediately

eating the furniture.

And I know,

I know,

my imagery is bizarre

and my words

were sticky sometimes,

my syllables shaking and quaking

in their high heeled boots

with laces up the back

but these words

are my real-

and that seems like

a good place to begin.