Bouncing from a pickup bed a hammer handle peen and claw will want to rotate in slow motion by my window on the freeway then a truck-back mounted cherry picker will unbend its elbow. Pruned, a palm frond falls. I hear a flower over one ear means a thousand nights of bliss, the other, come within ten feet of her and die, and wonder which ear is which.
- Post author:Hailley Fargo
- Post published:January 6, 2014
- Post category:Fall 2013 / Poetry / Poetry 2013 / Print Archives / Volume 44
- Reading time:1 mins read