Eric Pankey



How does memory move                         
Through the viscocity of time
How does a subfloor support

The weight of trauma
The archive of dreams
A cast iron tub overflowing

With a retrospective glance
One can see clearly
The narrative’s broken sequence

Mute bodies in motion
Staggered by desire
More a dance than a drama

In the scrubbed-out distance
A magpie old emblem of confusion
Calls out workbook phrases

It learned in capitivity
A seductive hubbub
A sweet and oracular chatter