Lost. (a found poem)

no lie -- i found this scrawled on a scrap of paper, along with less interesting notes, in some fiction anthology at a used book sale:

Humanoid – sasquatchian ape – rental mask.

Lovers of these beasts.

Driving backwards. Very fast.

Robots. And little robots encased in sac – more lovers.

A man. His wife, driving a truck filled with

open kerosene barrels – truck stuck – man

throws lit matches to explode wife.

Prison – tough guys. Resignation to imprisonment.

Male – female relations explored thru, males

as normally visualized, females as apes, robots??

(Overrides hatred unto death.)