DRECK

JACKIE VONDROSS

THREE POEMS

DONKEY BACKWARDS

donkey half man half the stubborn jesus
a stupid flames stomps cash in tents to paste
fishman is on tenterhooks, hoof to tooth
with a cross-canon kick. licking wounds for
mange in the manger. the show is more pain
to take while the mule is a woman. mind your
posture mind while you ride me into bethlehem
jacking ass up the cross the final burden
and the burden is to know not know anything
burden I the ass with burden you the suffer
who suck down the dust kicking succors
after succor. we burden our
we burden. the backwards donkey
sips the suffest cup of her

ELEGY & HELLA G

there’s not a want to want in the church
caught hell in the fishnets (ooh) and dead too did they?
went for taco bell well while I nodded no
but recover it all at taco bell today
& she & g found the antidote to twink death
does 50 doses GHB one go gone
with more 2 score in the Gatorade for urs truly
so drooly, ur foam was sexy, all so easy
this, easily: seizing z’s, he! the
couch knew u, floor too but only hard
would that she lived to cut my
bangs, buried the brick phone from the burns
“And suddenly your feet are feet of mud”
she says in 2026, mud’s year

CHASSIS

where there is guilt. true everything lies open
that an open wound with shame as a scab cannot
hold that hussy, that of a woman, is a
dotted line to the rotted woman
down golden throat, down and up but not in,
is a swallowing lesson to stabbing self stabbing
snare the guilt inside under blue and red tapering
millions of cops are called every second by no body
to trap-turn the guilt into weaving hairfall
leaving eighteen wheeler to turn to a condom
unworn while the dykefist is paper clean
stack paper in the desert, dry the desert,
please dry it and try it and call me
the gourd blocks the sun before message
blocking is active
God needs to hear your voice

Jackie