Fred Aiken Writing

ODE TO DMX

i think dmx and i would be friends,

if he wasn’t dead,

or addicted to cocaine, i believe it was,

but i could be wrong,

since i didn’t follow up on my assumptions about dmx

by googling his name,

but not because i didn’t try,

but rather because i accidentally hit a z instead of an x

and went down an internet rabbit hole of

korean history and how the current geopolitical state of affairs came to be,

which only confused me more about life and history and the human condition,

so next time i’ll just stick to internet searches about dmx,

or at least try to relate the search

back to him

THE AD I CAN’T SEE

haven’t been to an ophthalmologist in 3 years because

i’m certain they will fix up my eyes

and then i’ll have to see all the ads on the internet and highway,

and i don’t want to,

you can’t make me

A QUICK MORSEL

there’s a small amount of human skin in every morsel of food,

and it makes me wonder if in some small way,

we’re all a little bit of a cannibal,

but we don’t want to admit it because it seems too gross,

too taboo,

or not entirely true