May 24, 2017
No. 237 Metropolitan & Kent, Brooklyn
The courage to fail but not the courage to quit we rotate in a stationary place saying I am ready for the earthquake to bury me now I am waiting for God to shout fuck you right in my ear. Flip the hour glass and begin again. This time you're in the city. You were hoping for a jungle metaphor. Race those rats. Cannibalize that dog. Try to speak with these pennies in your mouth. ------------------------------------ This poem first appeared Issue 19 of No, Dear magazine. Purchase a copy here. Words and images copyright © 2017 Shane Clements. All rights reserved.
