
'Self-Abnegate': A Poem by Ashley Bullen-Cutting

SELF-ABNEGATE
i wile away hour drives
in anxious thousand yard stares
divining denouements
in lines sketched by raindrops
i mislay myself in luminaries
plunging consciousness
into plasma death-rattles
erroneously read
i worry at the backs of cupboards
in flaxen spam and out-of-date spices
denying maxims
in dishes yet served
i hear what i want to hear
glee through a keyhole
the popping of a cork
a white-coat and
an authoritative
all clear
Ashley Bullen-Cutting writes prose and poetry with a proclivity towards the Eco, Gothic or Weird. He likes painting his nails and wandering word wastelands. His work has been published in Isacoustic, Riggwelter, Mojave Heart Review and Three Drops Poetry, and is forthcoming at Ghost City Review and Twist in Time. @abullencutting