notes app iphone illustration by Bonnie Burns

Noah's Phone App Poetry

Art by Bonnie Burns

Noah and the tattooist

 

we hold an indifference to each other’s lives,

the tattooist and i.

he held my arm and

he held my gaze and

still, he remained indifferent.

 

Noah in love

 

We drove over the speed limit and I thought of religion.

We skipped a song (twice) and I thought of you (twice).

 

Noah by the sea

 

moses and i have heard

of seas splitting

like an arrow

down the middle of a party

at the end is – 

 

at the end is a pair of dead rabbits,

two drowned elephants and 

brown eyes. 

glazed,

like a ham.

 

Noah in love, part 2

 

bad poetry is made worse with the overuse of lowercase / denial of uppercase.

 

Noah in shower

 

Tonight in the shower I could breathe my own name.

I breathed out first. 

 

n – o.

 

I held my breath; there, at the pit of my stomach, and

I waited for my brain to play your name

So many times over that it lost all meaning.

 

 

Read the companion piece here

 

 

 

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