Saturday, April 2, 2022

Brainwash by Lauren Scharhag

curved walls of the skull gleam

mind scrubbed sparkling like a house


the crime-scene clean-up crew 

has been through


bleached, decluttered

Marie Kondo’d 


until there’s not a speck

of gray matter left anywhere


no squeak of teeth hinges

tongue-pink carpet stripped


no evidence left behind

like no one lives here


like no one has ever lived here.

eye sockets twin windows


open to your perspective

open to blue skies and 


the passage of starlings. 

buyer’s market.


wheel in your handtruck and start

measuring parietals. map the chi 


of your frontal lobe.

hang spider plants from your occipitals.


of course this place is up to code.

of course there aren’t any ghosts.





Lauren Scharhag is the author of fourteen books, including Requiem for a Robot Dog (Cajun Mutt Press) and Languages, First and Last (Cyberwit Press). Her work has appeared in over 150 literary venues around the world. Recent honors include the Seamus Burns Creative Writing Prize, three Best of the Net nominations, and acceptance into the 2021 Antarctic Poetry Exhibition. She lives in Kansas City, MO. To learn more about her work, visit: www.laurenscharhag.blogspot.com


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