Brain Scan (poem) – Brendan Bonsack


I nibble your sandwich
return it to the tray try the jelly the ward clatters
your skin has a little more color today your hands in a nurse’s
I tie you behind a supple grey bow you insist on walking
the corridors draw the pulse of our memories we are slow
we are slow we are slow we reach the place
I cannot go and we moth upon a mirror kiss I wait with the chairs
lions in my belly and cold sun in my chest I dream we are enmeshed
creatures of light danced in your head the white coats
search for black holes, but find our love instead our tremor reaches
all the way out, and and down to the very last bed

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