uncertainty

uncertainty

 

 

i am in the middle of

the nowhere-est state of mind

the capital is burning

like the ideas that are tinder

to nothing

poems that never get off the ground

except in smoky waves 

of forgotten lines

never learned in the first place

 

a place in the sky reserved

as they float upwards

and I think of you

How much I loved you

and then crossed the border

into my nowhere-est state of mind

 

pretty scenery

but no words to describe it

maybe if I memorize some Creeley

I could describe flowers "like this one

like that one, like..."

the nowhere-est state of mind

boggling synonyms that aren't like

anything ever written or coaxed into a Thesaurus

 

yes, I loved you

in the beginning, in the middle

and now at the end of my 

state of mind

 

where poems are still illegal

but sold on the black market

of imagination.

 

 

erin-cilberto

9/24/2023

Reviews

[Miss Sharon]

(where poems are still illegal but sold on the black market of imagination) Pure Jacob magic this is! I love this one my friend. ~Sharon

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you for your kind words, Sharon,
j.