H U M A N B O D Y A S B L U N T I N S T R U M E N T
It is possible this will end badly. That I could drag
you down to the seabed between rock & whalestone
& teach you your consequences, your damage, your dead.
That I could split iron like crocus, swallow words
like nails, build walls of mud & mortar to withstand
your pounding. That I might count the seconds of night,
count flash to thunder, might give up ground for low sky,
thick air, might extend a willing neck or tongue.
That I believe words applied correctly can move walls
& reset clocks. That I’ve sealed my own with wax, dug
& pulled rocks like teeth from the earth until my fingers
bled, sowed them in pots & waited & watched until
they sprouted, until a glare cast itself in the stale sky.
I believe anything I wish for can come true if I stand
in a corner and not think of you. I don’t think of you;
I can’t think of a wish.
W E C H A N G E D T H E S T O R Y ; W E S O L V E D T H E P R O B L E M
This evening is between rain & not rain.
With each passing moment, we’ve become
part of the past, as if there’s no future,
just the past readily accumulating. That
we’re infinite paper in a paperless world,
sleeping with open scissors under our pillows,
mouths undone, eyes slightly narrowed,
counting stars & fireflies in a dark sky.
But, we’re terrible at math; that we divide
our hearts by infinity, howling familiarity
written in the margins to yield & be spent.
That numbers take apart in the unfolding.
He shows me the fire where his sleeves
should be, smells of boy, wet puppy
& dirty pennies. He didn’t at all, not really.
Not knowing who it was & what it was
& that, I cede for a definition of subtract,
trade-offs & take-backs & aftermath.
Employ the word magic: given words
for hunger, for love & a mouthful of bees.
A R I A N A D. D E N B L E Y K E R
H E R M E N E U T I C C H A O S J O U R N A L
Ariana D. Den Bleyker is a Pittsburgh native currently residing in Upstate New York, a wife, mother of two, a writer and an editor. When she’s not editing or writing, she’s spending time with her family and every once in a while sleeps. She is the author of several poetry chapbooks and collections, most recently Wayward Lines (RAWaRT Press, 2015) and Strangest Sea (Porkbelly Press, 2015), the novelette Finger : Knuckle : Palm (LucidPlay Publishing, 2014), the novella Dark Water (Number Thirteen Press), and the experimental memoir prosthesis (Lummox Press, 2014). Ariana is the Founder of ELJ Publications, LLC, a small press specializing in the author, featuring Emerge Literary Journal, scissors & spackle, Amethyst Arsenic and other fine journals. She can be found at arianaddenbleyker.com
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