i watched an octopus walk down
the street smoking a cigarette
lost souls never batted an eye
the beeping of a stolen car
the rhythms of a city being
torn apart
two packs of marlboro lights
some shitty bar, tucked away
down an alley and a few stairs
need the password to get in
or some cash
two white russians and a
glass of sparkling water
the bartender raises his third eye
and notices a fool a mile away
the octopus walks in the bar
with a gun
looking for you know who
i sat down and started to drink
it was like a scene out of star
wars though i doubt anyone
here remembers
--
J.J. Campbell (1976 - ?) is trapped in suburbia, plotting his escape. He's been widely published over the years, most recently at Synchronized Chaos, Horror Sleaze Trash, Mad Swirl, The Beatnik Cowboy and The Rye Whiskey Review. His most recent chapbook, with Casey Renee Kiser, Altered States of The Unflinching Souls, is now out in the world. You can find him most days on his mildly entertaining blog, evil delights. (https://evildelights.blogspot.com)