Issue 4:
Time
Christopher Eck
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Miles & Minutes
A hallmark helps to calm the sweaty truth since
emote control demonstrations crash
without batteries and broth;
everyday life grinds like clockwork alchemy
(two parts motion, one part magic).
I sit holding my temples thinking of
how confined my mismatched socks must be
in that dark drawer
baiting moths and marmosets
use the old red tube twins as
a winter home, stillness,
too bad North America is all suburb and
orioles. Where am I? This is not
the wilderness of passion whose thorns tear
my satin swill, this is not Concord.
Time, you break into me, rummaging
through my safe of solutions and
laundry pile for loose change, burglarizing
useless flesh, time.
~Christopher Eck
Christopher, a writer and teacher living in Iowa, has been published in Gravity, Papyrus, The Savoy, and A Little Poetry, among many others. Email.
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This page updated April 23, 2002.