Spring/Summer 2016

if the other side even exists

the perfect nightmares
of endless days struck
in the paisley day
dreams of mindless
models that couldn’t
be interested in you
even if you paid them

it’s tempting to dance
with the devil just to
see if the other side
even exists

fear is one mighty
pill to swallow

many choke on it

a few even die
because of it

you’d like to think
you aren’t one of
them

but that’s one giant
leap of faith given
the lack of evidence
to suggest otherwise

it would help if
you remembered
that animals are
creatures of instinct

J.J Campbell

J.J. Campbell (1976 – ?) lives and writes in a small town in Ohio. He’s been widely published over the years, most recently at ZYX, Dead Snakes, NewPoetry.net, Horror Sleaze Trash, and The Camel Saloon. His most recent full length collection, Sofisticated White Trash (Interior Noise Press), is available wherever books are sold. You can find J.J. most days bitching about something he only cares about on his blog, evil delights (http://evildelights.blogspot.com).