Poetry: Selections from Stephen Jarrell Williams

It's Going Where It Wants To Go

Last car on the rim of the world

squinting into the rearview mirror

driving over a hundred miles a second

I see you

in your lost cause

unable to reach a conclusion

pitying yourself

but more for those that forgot

how to think in a credible way

all the skyscrapers tipping over

into a bottomless crevice

filling with bubbling goo

you scream now

looking ahead

the highway heading upward

winding into the great mountains

of future valleys of tricks that fail

they and you

have no clues

guessing

a joke

and terror

car empty of gas

but the engine continues to roar

speeding beyond belief

tires spinning in a blur

silent brakes

you dare

not turn the steering wheel

it's going where it wants to go....

THEY

First THEY fed on the humming birds

sucking their needle beaks

appealing to their want

of a quick jab

then the bees

THEY craved

their tiny little stingers

greedily scrambling

to the hornets

loving the swelling of their bites

all the nectar solutions

lifting them to a high point

flying into the dirty clouds

overlooking the enbelcile humans

letting us think

THEY were from another world

but that was a lie

THEY were from the underworld

planning for centuries

when THEY should appear

our children knowing

crawling under their beds

only to discover a trap door.

The Scratching

Something has been scratching

at the outside walls

house walls and apartments

buildings and every wall everywhere

during the night

keeping everyone awake

world news demanding an answer

governments panicking

then it began

voices under the floors

people coming out of their houses

praying to the sky for help

until they realized

it was too late

the darkness already here to stay.

Stephen Jarrell Williams has had over a thousand poems published here and there and distant places where the light still glows. He was the editor of Dead Snakes and can be found on Twitter X @papapoet.