Janelle Adsit As the News that Cannot Leave You

As the News that Cannot Leave You

when you try to think back into time

to enter the pulse you had then

the rushed lunch hour, the sudden

news, the uncertainty of when to resume

the daily motions of biting and loving

the onslaught of sensation and the things

that have no call to be done

a tumult of headlines and words that cannot be said

let us lie down now and pray for a windless night

we can’t help but look for them



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