William Faller


a priority


full of circus peanuts

the moon was full last night
according to my sources
how is a hollow moon full?
do they mean full of
circus peanuts?
what’s this about it
being a hologram?
why would buzz aldrin punch
that man in the face?
three conspiracy theorists
walk into the coffee shop
and they’re on here trying
to tell me it’s a coincidence
I should have never asked
for the wifi password
I was only trying to shop
for christmas presents

Kathy Bates is my babysitter

The cactus in the kitchen is Pretty Linda
and the succulents are named
Rootbeer and Jellybird
They’re celebrating the birthdays of
coffee mugs, teasing the ghosts at night,
“You call this a haunting?”
The pitch slowing in time with
the momentum of the freezing river,
becoming the sound of a pickup truck
crumbling sage on tiny pallets
in a loop
eroding bone
watching the birthmark on the ceiling
disappear before
movement in the peripheral
“Paul, my little ceramic penguin in the
study always faces due south”

what I think is happening

wine mom watching
shame of thrones
cuts the crust off
marriage vows
shaving submarine legs
with eyes like little
boxes overflowing
with kittens
she slips inside the SUV
and no one has to know
how satisfying it all is
as long as she remembers
to pick up the egg
rolls before dinner