Today is an argument against clouds
Nobody talks about happiness
how it turns hair to mercury shot
to the ground
& how eyelashes break a cheek.
I can be this woman
whose eyelids peel back
into flightless moths
burning for light.
This is a flood and we are turbulent with color.
We make good of this rain-punched scene
all color-drained & pallor
befriending dark patches of sky & culling sticks
Who has never seen a bruise
never tasted their own flaring skin?
I open the book of colors & read to you.
It seems light is all we need
to do things.
To believe there is a road where you hold your finger
to mine—where we are is so dark
of blown stars.
Luster is the color you choose
I choose fog
& we move.
You say you know how hard it is just to hold a book
in your hand the black spine the birds dying
every time a poem ends.
We are all writing poems about you and your deep, wobbly voice.
This poem is not about you, Frank, but you can take a nap here.
This poem is about some other things
like music, and all that stuff we hear
all the time. The rolling over of the person in bed
next to you (or me). I like that sound coming toward me—
makes me want to lay down for quite a good long time
and rub fingers.
I am trying to make something.
I am trying to make the violins and the grass and the soft gray sidewalk.
Here, here is the rough spot. Here is the beginning. Here is the rug burn
and the rug burn and it feels a little good
in that way of a thing happening.
Does the poem know what is going to happen?
Poem I am quitting my job. Poem I am making a space for you
in this world. In Lakeview.
With an apartment to write your babies in.
(Fat little poem babies.)
Bring your friends, poem—tell them O’Hara is taking a nap
and there is music and cupcakes
and people looking so cool (and a little rusty)
all rubbing together it starts little fires everywhere.
We just want to stop
drop and roll on the cold concrete floor, looking up at all the stars stuck
in the sky.
HOLLY AMOS is the author of the chapbook This Is A Flood (H_NGM_N Books, 2012). She has poems published in A cappella Zoo, The Bakery, Bateau, Columbia Poetry Review, North American Review, H_NGM_N, Phantom Limb and RHINO. She received a BFA from Bowling Green State University and an MFA from Columbia College Chicago. She is the Editorial Assistant for Poetry magazine.