Shadorma 308, 309

From the collection published in 2021, The Immediate and No Sooner.

Shadorma 308

At close range
the fiction falls down
Get a grip
Smile real big
Limber up those eyelashes
You’ll be needing them.

Shadorma 309

I want us
to get along fine
preserve this
happy time
Wrap it in plastic. Seal it.
Smother it. Kill it.

2 thoughts on “Shadorma 308, 309

  1. Both poems really get to the nub of some interesting human behaviour. Lies and facades rarely hold up to close or sustained scrutiny in my experience. That is one of the reasons why I find it works to be cynical and interrogate everything.

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