cain & abel

we know how it goes / there are two men & one / is loved one is loved

cain & abel

we know       how it goes
       there are two men & one

is loved one is loved
      less                   this begets

bloodshed      & the idea
           of forgiveness           while

one man        begets children
             the other man           is dead

                           *

in this version           they
are lovers                            abel

giving all of himself
           in the form

of kissed wrists & scrambled
              eggs                blowjobs

& morning tea
           cain                    also gives

but he does it               more freely
               throwing bits of himself

to the wind                   like marigold
            seeds                             each night

he kills abel                  a little
           & abel                             feels it happen

when              cain comes home
             in the morning

smelling of honeysuckle
           & cum                abel

kisses his forehead                  thinks
             there will never be

any
              children            will there

                          *

in this one         they are in love
             with the same man

& that man         is in love
            with a woman                cain

works in a flowershop
            gives him                       free flowers

abel                  is the woman’s brother
            & gives him

nothing                         when
             the flowershop’s owner

looks at the books        finds
             a deficit of                     orchids

cain                   is fired
           never sees the man

again                 the man
marries the woman

& abel                visits often
            watches the man prowl the house

in his boxers
              masturbates furiously               in the shower

                        *

in this one        cain kisses
           & tells               in this one

abel forgets
            an anniversary          in this one

they pick up                a college kid
              together                     & only one of them

gets                  the college kid’s
              chlamydia                    in all of them

there is a kind of love
             that pours                     from their mouths

in this one                     it sounds like music
            in this one                       it tastes like blood

About the author

Patrick Kindig is currently a PhD candidate in Indiana University's Department of English. He is the author of the chapbook all the catholic gods (forthcoming from Seven Kitchens Press) and the micro-chapbook Dry Spell (Porkbelly Press 2016), and his poems have recently appeared in The Journal, Meridian, Third Coast, Columbia Poetry Review, and other journals.