Nourish the Beast: by Brooks Lindberg

In the skillet,
searing and spitting,
my dreams darken
and shrivel.

And why not?
The only free food
is in bear traps.
Besides, they spoil fast.

Brush them with bordelaise.
Bejewel with garlic, thyme, zest.

Brooks Lindberg is a poet, playwright, and law student currently living in Utah. His poems appear in Lost Sparrow Press, Wild Violet, and The Blotter Magazine. His interests include taxes, bankruptcy, butterflies, cooking, and hiking with his wife and dog.