News consumption
all morning alone
with the paper
like a hard-
to-escape prison
or the flag of some country
we are made to fear
Anxious poems
Anxious poems — a collection of the best works on Poemship.
Entertainer
see how I am forced to dance
with my cold tongue
but night words
are an open nest
instructions for falling
like a tic in my talk
Heart-shaped
a rose comes
to desire its sand
so might say nothing
about the kind of heart
that is not a heart
of paper or of lead
or another name for
an open mouth
do I find my heart
from the sound of chewing
mad undertaker
our only way is to break
Comestibles
death and I ate the hours
with full satisfaction
at a little place ate
a six-discourse dinner
at home ate sad news
ate a body ate a heart
a thin piece of me likely
to contract
Parsimonious
some clock altered time
sitting in the dark office
where midnight
rations out the new
The Hanged Man
who takes an hour to make
despair an enemy
and their doubtful body trust
in another
if he should suddenly die
there is nothing but what
is undercover now
is life therefore a letter from myself
which to answer I will
be accountable for
among other things I wish
on the cards
Collaborator
where night is about
I must supply my inch
and promise much
against my will
In the red
will we or others break
into sudden scarlet
like inks best for danger
where the pen stood by
Internecine
who seems safe
who broke in pieces
who is aught but an argument
against himself
who will not exchange
his own head
Out in the open
we may be done with glory
but who were our hands
why is your country yours
who did not make it
night comes and I fear
all things will go to ruin
like my eyes that have
a commission to look
and not to spare me
anything true
Bleeding edge
upstairs
they are very severe
an office of briars
inconsistent as the news
they cut off my head
to prevent me from using old eyes
at a meeting
on my future there
Subjects
we fall by ourselves into the dirt
we are as broken as a fast
a rope is a necessity of no profit to us
we hear it whisper dance well
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