BASKING IN THE DARK

by Jeff Wright

It’s normal to worry about obscurity.

But it’s good to get out and explore

Even though Elizabeth was a little cool

At her opening. Jane was nice. She’s a-

mazing. Painting poison pills of loneliness

Strewn across the wreckage of dreams.

Yes mam. Meanwhile, don’t you just want to

Howl? Have you been to Howl space yet?

Joanna was reading about ripped jeans

And “penguins in sequins,” (not really

I made that part up, but she inspired it).

Anyway — always carry a beat.

Don’t you just want to go visit Steve Cannon?

What time is it? I thought you’d never ask.