BIR - Chris Toll

My Name Is Writ in Water

Chris Toll

My airport

turns on the TV

and falls asleep

in the easy chair.

My bookstore

screws a silencer

onto its pistol.

My insane asylum

plays solitaire

all night long.

Insulator Drive blues

Chris Toll

My glacier

hotwires a supermarket

and leaves town

in a hurry.

Good and evil

is an illusion.

My cathedral

blows its brains out

in the graveyard

behind a prison.

The struggle

is between light and dark.

My slaughterhouse

mixes a martini for the moon.

Be light.

Chris Toll has been writing for many, many years.

Apathy Press just published Be Light/Recreational Vehicle,

a double book with D.C. poet Buck Downs.