'Concave' by Brian J. Alvarado

a private hell, behind

crinkle cut curtains

yields no nook for

anatomy to safely fail,

hitting its hottest at the

purgatory hours, when

the hunch and the slouch

conspire against the larynx

from swallowing any more soft

pixels as placebos for harder truths

an eye waters, or another,

for the same thus departed,

and a bed calls out, so inclined

to a concave spine that a self

may awaken in the wall,

overnight and uneven,

twixt sprinting water, since

creaked to a waterboard drip,

and an urban conclave of braying

subwoofers, their owners easy

to speak, yet probably nostalgic

for mustangs and jukeboxes.

Copyright. Brian J. Alvarado.

Brian J. Alvarado (@wrdsrch) is a Puerto-Haitian Bronxite who writes and sings. Recent work is featured and/or forthcoming in Thimble, FERAL, SHIFT, Sledgehammer,andVersification, among others. He holds a BA in Creative Writing from Susquehanna University. https://brianalvarado.com/writing