A poem a day in April from Rutgers English PhD students and friends.

Sunday, April 12, 2015

Spell for Paying Attention

frees? fuses? flees?

I can hear a far-off song coming
through the microphone behind her words

my flesh is sloughing off
you're not in California anymore

Mass ruined me
for poetry readings

tune in turn off drop out?

tune out

my irreverence switched on

I stole that time back

Sometimes I just go somewhere else

They called me cerebral and
they were partly right

The throat makes sounds
close to the brain

my journal is my boyfriend
the city is my boyfriend

is it still

it's an idea we can all agree on

"just an image, but it has potential"

a surprising result of going through
something terrible

is ending up right back where
you started

1 comment:

  1. "mass ruined me/ for poetry readings" ! This poem is so insightful - another kind of attention