inside
a caricaturist
runs loose
drawing enemies
drawing friends
on my walls
with mad abandon

if you could see
his portrayals
you’d say
“that looks nothing like me!”

you become a cherub
or a gargoyle
a demon or angel
Madonna or whore

sometimes I stare
too long at his art
it clouds my vision
like cataracts
between you and me
between me and me

Brian Rihlmann was born in NJ, and currently lives in Reno, NV. He writes mostly semi autobiographical, confessional free verse. Folk poetry…for folks. He has been published in The Rye Whiskey Review, Cajun Mutt Press, Alien Buddha Zine, Synchronized Chaos, Madness Muse Press and The American Journal Of Poetry.