PLINTH
While the weeks’ water ballooned
the gap and down
the efface with no arms and anywhere else,
I lost you
walking through the wheat. We both
had our eyes kind of down
or away.
We were both sort of
waiting
to be plucked from
there.
~
CHANCE MEDLEY
A hi heard like a stick
through the algae on the surface of a pond is
sweet on the whispers that
we don’t deserve that we don’t deserve
it
~
A WALK IN THE PARK
a
w p
p a r k
p a r l k
p a r k
r
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LAND!
At once, clear of fog and sailing to a love that can draw
my spinning compass
umbilically by its needle, like for jumping the battery
or kicking the start
or pumping fluids life-affirmingly in
It’s here
Where I’m dry and sure of foot
beside a very
cute lady tying spring lines
~
PAIN
Held in a basket
with the spinach and the beans
will split
digestibly into twelve easy
egg shapes
ggg
~
SEAN TIERNEY 