Tag: space

It’s Understood

~ 하늘의 조각

learning to juggle, in gym class
circle X, figure 8
the year of dinosaurs, the year of space shuttles
they always come back
something abstract and minimalist
bring the average up
it’s like putting an acid and a base together
gays of a certain age
quinoa, quiche, ceviche

the second brain
tri-fold display boards and acrostic poems
what you do in this moment
a finger of whiskey
genius, genie, the spirit of a place
fake recognizes fake
strength, utility, and beauty
the year of yo-yos, the year of wrestling
a folding bike and an iPod Nano

obligatory Titanic reference
saying things, without saying anything
an index of memories and perceptions
half-siblings who diverged
when you look at your life
an inside-out shirt
a map of my playlists
I’m not in love, I’m angry
bright as the day

the oldest kid feels it the most
I’m not in love; my heart is broken
no more love songs; staying home
it’s like watching a sad movie on an airplane
the older generation of gays
“staying with the trouble”
I’m no longer under 30 anymore
all the little slights, all the little cuts
unspoken, understated, unstated

ellipses, blank spaces
all the things you didn’t say
learning is the first act of creation
scrolled over the same name twice

Please do not repost without my permission, but you can support my poetry here! Originally written 3/8/21. Copyright, All Rights Reserved. All art, not from the author, belongs to the original artists. This particular photo is of the standing stones in Callanish, Hebrides, in the UK.

Never

~ 하늘의 조각

it’s always personal
running through the airport
it’s never just business
it’s going to be a bad breakup
consolidations, constrictions, contractions
ginkgo and fig leaves
this circle is really a square
no reason to forgive
Christmas 2019

it was a double-blind experiment
rejection, ejection
center of symmetry, center of gravity
leaving and never returning
when the continents were in different places
for now, not forever
nobody wants me
who has the winner’s edit
“you think you can do these things, but you can’t”

left up there, at the top of the world
your brain running on a sine wave
you’re a black belt
a Soviet space dog
Fortress Pillow
rebuild our Edge, rebuild the New Kingdom
one light to stave away the cold
a nation that stretched across the top of Eurasia
failed messiah; advent never arrives

dark forest, frozen lake, midnight sun
the gifts of the air
why should I celebrate failure
to feel and to live alone
platitudes that say nothing
a thing that sounds like some self-help nonsense
beautiful but incomprehensible
we live on a diamond
you only get one life

alluvial fans and alluvial plains
a moment on the Other Side
analyze it into the ground
we live in a circle, mirroring each other

Please do not repost without my permission, but you can support my poetry here! Originally written 2/24/21. Copyright, All Rights Reserved. All art, not from the author, belongs to the original artists. This particular illustration is called “The Temptation of St. Anthony,” by Salvador Dali.