ABSTRACT STOP by Myles Boisen |
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OCCUPATION
by Jason Dean Arnold There is a lizard behind The windshield of the car Next to mine Sitting on the dashboard Watching the car's interior He doesn't look happy The same as anyone else Plastic or otherwise In my passenger seat lies A bag of reeds that held The promise of sound once But now rest like small, cut corpses This car has 160,000 miles Worn into it, and maybe It will go 50,000 more Either way, it's stopped now Parked at the top of a garage And it might not move for a while Because I have no place That I want to be more than In hiding Just until everything slides Into a static calm state Where even the lizard next door Feels like he doesn't have to Stand guard over the car And the coffee I've just consumed Leaves me sleepy And everyone says good morning And actually means it I will probably be waiting a while There is no money on me And I have nothing to buy No one to see in urgency I just have time Same as the lizard Behind the windshield Who doesn't even know I am sitting right here |
REINCAR by Myles Boisen |
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UNDER THE CONVENTION CENTER
by David Thornbrugh Coming off the freeway in a concrete tunnel we see him on a ledge level with our windows shooting up. On the edge of the stars some of us are stuck in a cave without the animals to draw us out of ourselves. Some of us are stuck at the bottom of deep shafts that penetrate the body without ever touching the heart. Some of us are stuck in our cars going just slow enough to see who it is we are leaving behind. |
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