[ToC]

 

2 POEMS

Lightsey Darst

 

 

IS IT NOT CONCEIVABLE THIS WORLD COULD BE ANY WAY WHATEVER
(DANTO)

Fragments of knowledge you acquire
via osmosis, i.e., the bookcase fell on you

I pose for someone else's portrait ("Laura");
leave our oval face blank.

If you have it keep it, keep
that dog understanding away

 

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LOOK I'M TIRED OF NOT KNOWING MY OWN WAY

 

Whether it's "red right returning"
(you repeat these things as if I should know) fuck, I don't want

fastened to dead weight,
I can go on giving you more but no I don't know that. I can't

help you through this let me go let me let me

hold. I have to wait or I need more help or

I've underestimated what cold is or distance or

dregs dried to the cup it's after six & I
said I'd be home, I have the heart after all, have the strength, grey sky, so 


I have to do it and I have to do it alone.

 

 

 

 

        


 

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I wanted to tell my side of the story, but it turned out there was no story.
I want to be honest, but I realize that's dull.