Tuesday poem #146 : Buck Downs : by the time I reach las vegas

I didn’t have any interest

in knowing even when

      I thought I knew –

                  know-how. the way

                              it crumbles.

                              hours of time

                        just to jam you up –

            and jokes about

      the velocity – meme

      ain’t even the word for it –

I don’t have to demonstrate

      these spooky prophetic

powers of mine – you just watch out

                  wouldn’t you rather

be demolished by love

                        than divided

                        against yourself

even the shortest day of the year

      can get pretty fucking long

A native of Jones County Miss., Buck Downs' latest book is TACHYCARDIA, available now from Edge Books. Buck is the poetry editor of Boog City, and works at Bridge Street Books in Washington, DC.

photo credit: Michael Geffner/Inspired Word NYC

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