The Flood
by John Grey
Look in the mirror.
Face has overflowed its banks.
Eyes smash down the levees.
Cheeks roll off their jaw
and flood the houses.
A thousand drown in my mouth.
One guy figures my chin
for a raft . . . silly fool, him.
My body washes up on my brow.
Australian-born poet John Grey works as a financial systems analyst. He has recently published in Poem, Caveat Lector, Prism International, and the horror anthology What Fears Become, with work upcoming in Big Muddy, Prism International, and Writers’ Journal.