Sweat Smile

︎︎︎︎︎ Max Hamilton
︎ Sept 2, 2023

Like promised
I collected each skin cell
before it could settle into dust

I have melted the raspberry in my mouth
let it buzz chemically
against my tongue

Now, he coils up his exploding arm
skewering a minor planet

Behind him, a burst fire hydrant
paints everything wet and reflective

The pavement has begun to squeak
underfoot like white cabbages

I am sinning just enough
I will be reborn
as a red onion

Max Hamilton lives and works in Brooklyn, New York