by Kim McFarland
Baloney sammitch
with mustard, cheese, and mayo.
I think I'm in love.
White Spandex leaves not
much to imagination
but we wish it did.
Six foot six inches
of lean, green, hungry evil
trapped in a tin can.
Red, green, blue, yellow,
green, olive, and chartreuse too.
Make up your dang mind.
Gaze of cat or owl
Saberlike fangs long and sharp
Smelling of fluffies
Cooking with Brak is
not suicidal folly;
eating with him is.
Tiny little Raymond.
Mantis of the 'pocalypse.
Crunchy, munchy Ray.
Lokar, an insect
ineffably in touch with
his feminine side.
Black Widow has the
heart of an eighteen-year-old
twenty times over.
Dr. Nightmare-was
he separated at birth
from a dalek? Huh?
Rappin' Space Goblin
educational buddy
texture coats the walls.