benefit

one world
for billions of worlds
inside billions of bodies
won’t ever work
to everyone’s benefit
*

I only go so far
into the conundrums
of solvents
gravity and time
until I get bored
until I can see the circus
of cruelty more clearly
*

it is not our fault
cheerfulness
a universal smile
a sign of trouble
beneath covered teeth
lipstick bullseye
both life and breath
kissed curse
sustaining the greater forms
of life with death
*

words
thinking me
in the silence
become things in space
*

this world is full of faces
this thing-ness of things
even the walls face me
*

I
is a billionth
of an explosion
imploding
into its universal partiality
from what I can see
*

the first third taking blows
taking notes
the second third creating
escape routes
that didn’t go anywhere
else
this last third
arrives completely empty
at first it is hard to cope
maybe just a bug in a tall jar
or a cog in the gears
of a cosmic kalediscope
the third third I am in
is where I always knew I would
eventually begin
*

nothing is
for free
nothing is free
free nothing
from anything
without using its name
*

pine cones
blue spruce
the only one left here
I don’t want to draw or paint
or capture you
I want to smell your sap again
on my fingers
*

benefit

Anthony DiMichele

Friday Harbor, United States

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