Visitor – David Spicer

 

Good morning. Call me Visitor.
I won’t torment you by quoting
your Book of Revelation or
overwhelm you with diatribes
about racial and religious
divisions, for you’re all fools.
I won’t surprise you
with an invite to my chalets
and their spreads, won’t
treat you with your kid gloves
or a meal of goulash perfected
in a taxi’s backseat. But feel free
to tickle me in my apartment’s
bathtub– and don’t be startled
by my golden eyes or by my
streetwalker’s phallic fantasy.
Leak word to more press
and civilians: divorcees,
thugs, crooked cops, gather
around, don’t condemn me.
Sprinkle me with respect
at parties and festivities I’ve
arranged for you, and listen
to my three colleagues each
morning. In return, our journey,
I assure you, may not end in our
devouring your kind, though this
world is overrun with scraps
of booby prizes you cherish.
Our ships will soon arrive,
hotels will neon No Vacancies,
and I’ll await the fabulous fires
that could be your destiny.


David Spicer has had poems in Chiron Review, Alcatraz, Gargoyle, In Between Hangovers, Your One Phone Call, Reed Magazine, Santa Clara Review, PloughsharesThe American Poetry Review, and elsewhere. The author of Everybody Has a Story and four chapbooks, he’s the former editor of raccoon, Outlaw, and Ion Books and is scheduled to have From the Limbs of a Pear Tree (Flutter Press) released in the Fall of 2017.

Featured image courtesy of Kathryn Nee.

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