just another shining of the sheet
the heat shimmering around
grey sparrows
wink into dust
sound hums with going
snows terror down
choppers blaspheme
the biosphere
the heavywet
mood of the air
sweating with labour
with fervid birthing
you ain’t heard
nothing yet
o wait till you
hear it
playing pattycake
on your eardrum
pounding out its panting rhythm
upon your idiot flesh
the skin barking
and taut
as you embark
the frozen wave of noon
vision like a twitching wing
caught betwixt
the wicked thumbs
of the age
the neck strained
to breaking
afore it
to eke
a closer peer
the water stiffens
to wax
& the lone wick of sky
smoulders ajar
turning all
adjacent to it
but you split off
to care for the burial grounds
angles dance the air
the leaflight
a passingthrough
but chained I’m sat
in this rock of agues
a pane ashspattered
muttering machinespeak
success’s bright hook
stigmata of the inner cheek
drags it gasping
stringed ass to lip
upon succession’s
cawl of spit
madness is choosing
& not chewing over
this papered lung stuff
cracking the code
unwrites itself,
a defence mechanism,
underwrites its losses
lostlight of lamplost
sloshes limpid at the shore
punchdrunk & stumbling
see the mind at its madness
frantic homesteader
its web upon the water spun
lost in the chase
of a fraying mayhem
ahem
amen
Yoyo Comay is a poet and musician from Toronto. He released his first EP of original music Crushed under the name Sufferin Mall in 2022, and his debut poetry collection, States of Emergency, was published with Vehicule Press in 2023. His work has appeared in The Peripheral Review, Commo Mag, Touch the Donkey, Metatron Press, and Small Walker Press. He is also a co-founder of the Toronto Experimental Translation Collective.
the Tuesday poem is curated by rob mclennan
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