1

Fatal attraction

They build palaces

Upon those tables

I always thought

Eyes traveling,

Within them strange reflection

What Romance works

Without a sound

Romantic chess- an artistic movement popular in chess in the 18th and 19th centuries

Was fatal attraction a game played in the romantic era? 

No.  oops. Ok.

Within them strange reflection

Brilliance, held in momentary precision (?)

Without a sound

Does anyone even want to read a poem about an old chess game?

I would. Who doesn’t want the things I want? I’m basically always right.

It feels like falling,

It feels like flying if 

You can sustain it–

Too cliche?

Hmm ok. So it’s been three days and I haven’t finished this poem but I HAVE read a lot of wikipedia pages about how the British government was structured in the 19th century. 

2

Geography of a bedroom

Neat rows of nail polish bottles

Form strange forests

Dappled by the light through blinds

On dresser cliff faces 

A beck, a spring, of wood-grain

Flooding into a sea of blue carpet

Stacks of papers on the desk

It’s stilt-feet raising steady current

It carries books and pens sewing machines 

upon it’s sturdy back

It forms plateaus 

It sounds 

[write something here, future Ronan]

3

Surgery

I think that I could break some Chord

Trace unbroken line

Across your skin

Could, in moving, heal, in beauty, 

Break

Through sternum and past ribs

Into the reddest part of you

Futures, and histories, tucked away

For moments

That bleeding star that never stops

And never stops

And I blink

Pulling the line, 

Threading through narrow streets.

I will,

In resolution, find you, 

In holding, heal.

What if I wrote a poem ABOUT wikipedia rabbit holes?

The voyage (?)

Alone, in my city of tubes–

That sounds stupid. This was a bad idea.