I love you is a band aid
Jack Ludkey
All my slugs escaped in the night
I see the slime trails on the glass
But I can’t find them
There’s only one left now
There’s one at the bottom of the jar
He’s very important now
I tricked him with stale beer and
a leftover rose the color of a scab
He overslept the escape
The other slugs tried to wake him but he wouldn’t budge
His friends went on without him
And at the rim they looked back at him
with their long slug eyes
maybe he’s dead down there
maybe he died of loneliness
maybe he died drowning
maybe he didn’t care for freedom
the greatest freedom of all
I love you is something you can’t take back
I love you can trap infection
A wound can need light
and dry dry air
I love you can fix something that is very broken
For a while at least
Jack Ludkey is a NYC based writer, director and poet.
He is originally from Madison, Wisconsin.
His work can be found in Expat Press, The Drunken Canal and Spectra Poets.
His debut poetry collection "All I Can Say" will be out later this year when everything cools down.