• I A M • T H E • D E V I L and i l o v e y o u. By J.C Hawkes

 

It ain’t easy being green. as I am the poetical 

psychosis of my natural selection collection -

I fall asleep - feeling the premonitions of ghosts who continue to fuck with my brain chemistry and unabashedly take pieces  for fodder - trading it as cellular wreckage. 

I hardly ever recognise my own reflection, 

it is no longer a struggle to know who I am. 

Then I bumped in the night   

— into: Y O U. 

Then I found, on the ground and in the sky that I didn’t need to know why - you and I are a result of our tears being swept away

 - Taken away Into the void they never knew Existed.

J.C Hawkes has been writing since he was a child, navigating this human existence with precautions instilled - and then one day, he broke away and slandered the the gods who reportedly made him - stay - in this beastly home he was given.

He has been published a few times in: The Rye Whiskey Review, The Dope Fiend and Dumpster Fire Press’ ‘Voices From The Fire’. He lives in Melbourne, Australia - but how much longer will he reside in a city like this? Legend has it - he wants to leave humanity as soon as possible and live in a log cabin built with his own hands in far northern Canada - where he will make friends with the Bears and the Moose and the Woodpeckers from Mars.