Tuesday poem #244 : Ashleigh Lambert : Fracked

Because you can’t drain the basin

and expect the air in the bowl

to support the embarrassing

weight of your longing.

If it helps, you can think of its

magical properties: they pump

possibility into and

through what had been used up, dried out,

bereft of function. But the whole

procedure wastes a lot of clean water.

There is a rendering

and there is an after.

Displacement is not identical

with fault.

Ashleigh Lambert is the author of the chapbooks The Debt or the Crisis (DoubleCross Press) and Ambivalent Amphibians (Dancing Girl Press). Her poems and reviews can also be found in Bone Bouquet, Coldfront, Diagram, Forklift, Ohio, H_NGM_N, Redivider, Rain Taxi, and The Rumpus. She lives in Minneapolis.

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