An escalator is an insatiable ogre
gesturing a continual ragged-nailed
come hither promising what is kept
at its end is to be desired beyond candy,
beyond any comfort of family.
it breathes a single anticipatory breath
an idiot predator focused on
a tapeworm hank of untied lace
or floor-brushing hand-me-down
pant cuff, really any stray beginning bit,
to start sucking in the tender morsels
of youth: your son, your daughter.
you can hear the initial mechanical grunt
meshed teeth engaging around solid food
see your spawn disappear in pieces
roughly chewed then swallowed into
an implacable maw of gut grease.
why did you let your offspring off
its leash to stand hypnotized
by an implacable conveyor of chaos?
hold their hand, escort them up
make them understand you’d undergo
the death of thousand pinches,
be ground down by the devil’s own pestle
before you would see them
journey into the bright unknown alone.
a poet from Seattle Washington USA. His poetry has appeared in print in publications such as Bellowing Ark, Point Nopoint, and most recently in Contraposition magazine. When not writing poetry he is a Human Resources professional, a repentant glutton, and a novelist specializing in the weird-fiction genre.