Sunday, March 8, 2009

pictures!!

Hey, have some photos on me.










and...
a poem for you too.

not knowing
how to eat old newspapers
is
a skill akin to
falling down elevator
shafts,
or,

akin to unlearning the specific
arc
of
the bridge that leads away from downtown.
now, all this is to say
that
the left of darkness
is
an old basketball floating in a swamp;
or
a dizzy soup can spilling
over
a brick wall;
or leaving a cigarette
case in a bathroom
after two am.

not knowing is simply
dust atop a cd case.

2 comments:

kathryn said...

I like this one a lot.

I think the last stanza isn't necessary though, or almost like its own poem. It would be cool to see you write a poem that starts with those lines...

"the left of darkness
is
an old basketball floating in a swamp" = awesome.

thanks!!

Chris S said...

Thanks for the comment and kind words. On second look, I agree with the final stanza not being necessary. I think it's that case of writing something and adding too much before the whole editing process. But I'll leave it in just for posterity's sake. Gracias.