Oblivious Nephews

While You Wait © 2013.  Chris Bronsk.
While You Wait © 2013. Chris Bronsk.
Eternal Accidents © 2013.  Chris Bronsk.
Eternal Accidents © 2013. Chris Bronsk.
Mouse Holes © 2013.  Chris Bronsk.
Mouse Holes © 2013. Chris Bronsk.

FLAMENCO by Dean Young

The sexual gasps coming from the garden shed
of my friends turning twenty, tipsy
droll joke of my friends turning thirty, lost
car keys even with tied-to-them a silly whistle
turning forty, bullshit about September
the most passionate month fifty, bird-watching
nap my friends sixty, turning empty chair
at card-club on my friends turning, turning
while I remain unchanged, a peach pit,
still assisting an ant with a stick,
tapping a peanut to signal a squirrel,
a collection of eternal accidents
while the body, without pity, shrinks,
expands, noises coming from it like
trapped rabbits, sometimes muffled
xylophone, its liquids fermenting,
drunk on itself, dance just foot slams,
painting just spray and spill, brain commanding
its grit to become ruby, won’t, tears amniotic,
incinerated dust then an oblivious nephew
given my watch in a velvet sack,
my ghost eating mulberries in a tree,
still stained, my tyrannosaurus skull still
trying to poke through a mouse hole in the cosmos.

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