Tuesday, January 27, 2026

Fear and Precision

Gerald threw 

the tennis ball 

in a perfect 

arc across 

the auditorium 

and it hit 

the light fixture 

in a kiss-like 

shatter bullseye 

sending glass 

flying around 

the room like a 

terror premonition 

of the sieges 

we are imagining


Glen told me 

he wants to 

date and be 

romantic and 

see each other 

a lot and he 

knows that isn’t 

what I want 

and his silence 

is just like mine 

now that the 

dream is 

splintering 

his hope was 

a sunny slimy 

thing seeping 

through my phone


4 comments:

  1. to perfect vases of stanzas that broke me as they splintered!

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    1. and you know when i say to i mean two ;~)

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    2. I read it as "to" as in you were raising a glass to toast the vases

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  2. a sunny, slimy thing seeping through my phone. what a line!

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