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Two Poems by Jeremy Scott



Pizza Flavored Love

 

Whenever I see a slice,

New York style,

I think of you.

 

your kiss hot

with pepperoni grease,

your tongue

coated in mozzarella,

your warm garlic butter

breath on my neck,

 

It was the delivery

my soul needed.



Nacho Cheese Vitamin Supplement

 

inject me with enriched

nacho cheese supplement,

it’s the only way to get the

vitamin D that this winter

will never provide,

 

mainline that liquid

gold into my veins,

 

press the needle

into my flesh,

then depress my

depression like you

do the hypo’s pump,

 

watch the ever-living

smile march across my

broken, furry teeth as you

unsnap the tourniquet

and see that cheese

slide its way to my

brain, my heart.


 

Jeremy Scott is from Albany, Georgia. He is @possiblyarhino on Twitter and in real life. His work has been published or is forthcoming in All Guts No Glory Zine, Angel Rust Magazine, BOMBFIRE, Fifth Wheel Press's flux digital anthology, Versification Zine, and others.

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