I am so hugely envious of your talent. Every line of this poem could stand alone as its own terse poem, and altogether, it's just amazing to read.

The whole poem is tight but that last stanza rocks. Yeah, rocks. Like it should be lyrics to a song, like the rest of the poem...great work. ~JPP

...frankie, this is like the others say and i have a [wonderful] feeling of Stanley Kubric's "Clock Work Orange" all-about it, a tremendously respectful percepton, very out-there...

This is exceptionally well done! In fact, you could easily include the 'note' as a line in the poem. Nice write.

the last 2 lines were filthy good...kind of hook lined and sunkered me...lol. this is shorter than your typical, but i think that it adds punch because of that. sometimes, you and i get carried away writing long poem after long poem, and when you drop a short one, it stands out. you're the champ.

Some experiences etch themselves to the bone, so inherent they might as well be tied to our genetic code, and some experiments you only get to perform once, before the reality of what just happened becomes the stuff of textbook material and psychological warfare...really, a brilliant piece of work, Frankie.

the underside of my bed was strangely vacant and i never could figure out why. as a child i believed that maybe i wasn't interesting enough for scaring or perhaps not in need enough to deserve it.