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From You're Gonna Miss Me When You're Bored (Barrelhouse Books, 2014) by Justin Marks. Copyright © 2014 by Justin Marks. Used with permission of the author.
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We Used to Have Parties
The city is a kind welcome
of fire It’s on fire
I tell you not making sense
in the usual sense of the word sense
but a meteor’s bloom
The bad guys rehearsing
their latest number—
high kicks and all—the good guys watching
videos of unrest in real time
The way you high-fived me
I thought we’d have sex
Such excitement negates the self
All the cops standing still
The mask we wear is assassination
You’re cutting out
2015
Voir Dire
I live in New York City and a horse
goes clopping by my window.
Then I don’t
hear the horse anymore.
All promises
have been broken.
I lie in bed and pretend
to sleep. On occasion
I see babies sleeping,
little ones lying
2015
Mouth Full of Grounds
The dots are on order Cops patrol
the larger subway stations
on segways Nobody
gets out of the way Yesterday
I had a colonoscopy which required fasting
for 40 hours and taking so much laxative
I shat water Now my body is clean
I'm cleansed and have the opportunity
to put only good things in To start again
But I can't shake this shadow I call it death
Love so strong I can hardly
function Every fight my wife and I have had
or will Why we can't
love each other like we used to
2015