KEITH HOERNER
Po’ Em’
She fancies
herself in fiction
Fleshing out her
story
Donning
floor-length paragraphs
Playing
peek-a-boo with Prada shoes
"I'm a
talker; I admit
With a voluptuous
vocabulary
I'm ready to
strut my stuff
On the stage of
the page
No 'economy' of
words
I deserve to be
heard"
But the poet
(double dissed)
Disagreed, tsk
tsk
Poor Emma, he
penned
She was
She wished
She whined
She went
For Your Folly
I am eternally
caught in the poisonous web
of your personal
tragedies,
floating in the
eye of the tornado
of your
hatefulness –
and inevitable
eating
of me.
Still, somewhere
between your fast,
your frequent,
your furious
back-and-forth
feedings, I can feel the beating of your heart
as it turns from
crimson to black
along each dying
petal. This,
but a pressed
remnant of the love we could have shared.
You would have
done me better
to do me in
swiftly, mercifully
disabling my
senses. But I was made to hang there,
stuck and
imprisoned
with full
consciousness,
for your folly.
In That
Said-Same Second
In that said-same
second
between
life and death,
a child is born
to a
woman—
not quite ready.
Ribbons are
awarded
to winners of the
McCarthy County
Spelling Bee.
A bottle of
bubbly is
popped
in Paris,
while a man in
Colorado is
sentenced
to prison (though
innocent of his crime).
The world
contemplates,
realigns its
incongruities
in a misaligned
universe,
tentatively
raises the shade on morning
and blows out the
candle—
signaling night.
The moon
swings
low.
The second
between
life and death is
an unending continuum,
one that does not
decipher laughter from tears
or as in this
passage—
poetry from
prose.
KEITH HOERNER
KEITH HOERNER lives, teaches, and pushes words around in Southern
Illinois, USA. He is no stranger to literary journals and just recently
published his memoir, The Day The Sky Broke Open, with Adelaide Books, New York
/ Lisbon. A second book, a collection of short stories and poetry, is scheduled
to publish with Adelaide in Spring of 2022.
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