Checking Haldol-poem by Victor Clevenger

cheeking haldolshe said their bodies stacked up like snapped twigs in a ditchdusted with the first frostof ‘84that saturday morningdaddy soaked the pile with kerosene lit all seventeen dogs on firesang that kenny & dolly songislands in the stream as they burnedsaid some things are not meant for a person to seebut i still see them i used to see daddy’s facehow it looked before i pulled the triggerbut i don’t see him much anymoreit’s just the sight of those goddamn dogs wet-tongued-spiritslicking me to sleep every nightin a cornerbio: Victor Clevenger is a writer and poet who spends his days in a Madhouse and his nights with his second ex-wife, together they raise six children in a small town northeast of Kansas City, MO.Selected pieces of his work have appeared in a variety of places online and in print.His work has been nominated for the Best of the Net Anthology and the Pushcart Prize.His most recent collections of poetry include Sandpaper Lovin’ (Crisis Chronicles Press, 2017), tom farris is my brother (CWP Collective Press, 2017), and Her Bastard Soul (Epic Rites Press/Tree Killer Ink, 2017). Poem by Victor ClevengerDrawing by Janne Karlsson