in response to Anna Rozwadowska’s Surrealism.
Basic-ass poem.
Published in
1 min readDec 1, 2018
& when childish fevers induced
gigantic chess game-dreamsㅤmighty heavy bishops pawns castles btw
you better pray you win this.
You are smart, you will win this.
While peeing standing (what a sin!)
speakmumblescream
for help ㅤ & get laughed upon the next day by a kid-in-grown-up’s body.
I would not touch that fatal game for months
[I did not defeat my dream (I am not worthy to touch it again.) He plays well] (though)
he might have cheated by the end, by turning it all into some kind of vortex, sucking in,
perspiring awaken face of mine,
got no chance to play the last turn of me.
- with gratitude to Kathy Jacobs, & everybody at Chalkboard xoxo yall!
- title after a Lucie Brock-Broido poem.
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