Insolence
Alex Morgan
I’ll goddamn myself
For cruelty: kamikaze my grades
Into fades foppish. Bury my lead into
Led Zeppelin tracks as I drop the bomb
Burn my already charred flesh into an
Ashtrash. Cash made me into the whore
I am: catch the rainbow I defecate onto
The grass of polite society for the praise
Of all rebels. Reading my refuse
Requires tact. In fact, laying my load
Bare is the doing of incessant
Cricket noises. Creating meaning off
A tealeaf is tedious as is the greediest
Fat cat combing its teeth for mice its
Missed. Hang me next to the
Zombies and commies I
Fuck only in dreams
For ignorance, insolence, and
Innocence are words of similar
Meaning but familiar different
Practice.
Alexander Morgan is a Creative Writing student who often writes poetry and fiction on subjects such as politics, depression, sex, social media influence, and trashy social situations. He also exploits the magic inherent in words: the bending of sounds to create not only poetry, but experiences of ascension. Like any good magician, he refuses to spill his secrets, but is always willing to brag to those charmed. If you can find his work anywhere: be prepared to be blown away.
Issue 14
2020