the Frankenstein Monster as I Remember Him There should be no contest.
Myself vs. the Frankenstein monster:
should I finish first? My own will be done soon.
without much effort it'll look like me,
mask & all. But the Frankenstein monster--
I knew him only that brief moment before
he stepped into the Arctic ice
to vanish forever, grieving
his creator's death & the futility
of his own eloquence. I thought I saw him today panhandling
on the Brooklyn Bridge, standing
a little too tall;
shaking the pebbles from his criminal's brain, my drinking-buddy,
who never knew luck,
did not want this life. He insists my approach is too literary & swears
he'll get to me or my brother. What he never forgets
is his own image on the water's surface
he must've always known he was marked.
on stories of his passionate brutality.
are legion but seldom is mention made of the curse
that was his life. How are your electrodes,
humans? The perpetual frown
subsides in the company of the blind. Loving music,
he leans across the table. The place
is lit with candles. A piano rushes through his brain carrying the ghosts
of two children:
the one he murdered;
the other he never was.
The wine is strong.
What do you do after you've murdered the child
you never were?
How else do you approach formal beauty? The monster's trying to tell me something... then hears his name
& blisters the instrument out of the player's hand.
No one says a word. Its good
to hear him laugh,
but not so funny
what happens when the wrong parts & basic elementals
are given another chance at life,
like this canvas & its paint that refuses to dry.
Karen Fabiane was born in 1949 in NYC and grew up on Long Island. Under a different name, she was part of the Manhattan downtown scene during the 1970s, making music, writing & performing poetry, and painting. Her work has been published in Bound, Coal, Delaware County Times, Home Planet News, Newsletter Inago, Momoware, New Voices, OM, Poetry Motel, RagShock, Salonika, Title I, Torture House USA, and four different anthologies released by Bright Hill Press, which also published her book, Dancing Bears, in 2011; a 2nd book, Seeing You Again, was published by Grey Book Press in 2014. Her paintings have been exhibited in Seattle, New York City, Washington, DC, and the Capital District of New York (Albany environs) since 1978. Moved from Brooklyn to Delaware County in 1989, she currently lives in Troy.