from Was a Was
Janky weather so……. I put a ……cloth down…Spring…!...... THIS WAS WHERE? A difficult thing will happen…….I am seeding all over the place but….. there’s breathing in…... the background who isn’t mine…... I remember…... I had a sneeze first…. WAS A SNEEZE FIRST? Sneeze listen….There’s breathing……..Was sneeze that was….. first….Try to sneeze ... BE WHAT FOR SNEEZE? Be a try….For sneeze…..NOT FAR? For ….Can try in the background..Be one first……….A sneeze if not first like …a good was…………Try first like breathing…..I had a sneeze so I try... ..THINK “FIRST” OR “TRY?.....” I’ve had “first..”…..I remember…Had a sneeze who went first…..A remember when had………Remember for sneeze… ..…WHO TRIED? First I remember then I listen…Was a sneeze….Was a sneeze was a sneeze was a sneeze…. ..Was a sneeze now there is not mine breathing…..I am seeding so hard….!.... Do the rest for me…?….Leaking.. for me.. was a was
If I say something awful next just.. don’t listen……Objectivity is watery and I… fancy ribbons…..A reparative….. braid..A habit is ribbons LIKE ANY PERFORMANCE? Is actually a mission…..Build them up from darker fabric or…………any behavior…... To keep hands heeled………Here.. is a thought I am following around with a leash…. Yes….. that’s honest………… .A leather lane down to the point……IS THE BUCKLE SHARP? Buckle hard for….. my brain..!..... is utterless……Never want not even for a single pure ……….. ARRHYTHMIA…?.. ……….IS ANYONE ELSE HEARING THIS…? Filth….......!....
A pillow study…… SURE THAT’S GOING? THE RIGHT WAY? I don’t remember…… turning around…………. A threat….. ANKLES AREN’T? …..None of this is...DEMOLITIONS IS BALANCE? Do believe in knives…… DON’T? Then go the longer side…..TO GET HOME? Which is in a walnut …… seed…….. What ropey brains…. What a stylish way… to pollinate….………We don’t know…………WHAT THE HONEY SOAP IS GOING TO DO? Just there isn’t only a limited supply…. Watch out for curves….That groove is a fence………When the fence gets rusty on purpose. …TRY? Forget about necessary grease or fractions or watery grays…. Study the pillow then don’t…….When a miracle takes.. long……….. go swimming……!…..
A kidney is for… discernment…!… be something….. just one …..a beat can drop…………..Could chase the toll….I could try…..Shock occurs………….Bear with for under…. But I know…..I gave birth on that bubble….. I did…………. I interrupt…my own labor….There were many sheep in the wash……. and I squatted low…..If I am best I let that baby go……If I am beat I let out…. a slow hum…..Warp was honey….Kept pushing….the hole… …………down deeper while there’s throbs…..Point out the rack look how many…….HOW MANY……. PLACEMENTS ARE THERE? Made houses…BETWEEN FARS? Why’d I want to know…. how…. the stomach has lots of….. rooms…..can’t help when the kidney says something…. big…So large I yawn…..A hiccup A lamb…..tiny wet tongue out on the ground……IS BIRTH? Just somewhere else….What if what comes has a broken…… Look at this part and I……don’t know what to ………. In Pirn in the meantime…Meanwhile..can fold my hands…. Place them anywhere….. between me…Can hold onto metal……the rain….. wrinkle directly into …what the most motioned bells cannot fake…whole……….
What is mine that is so.. good… NO LONGER STOOD? Gored down… a heat bough …..clavicle of light who is… covered…. A real star a real precious fling….. WHO MONITORS? Who often checks her own.. punctures…. But even now I am begging… for some….. body else to prick……………. I take off.. The thing is there’s music….behind the water that… thickens…God bless.. God bless the sculptures who live by my head… God bless the stuff….. watery….. alive in my bed
EVER FELT A CIRCLE FORM? Around me.. yes ..this could be attention.. …to…..any salt or spin the candles the skirt ..my days…….. Literally sit down with me……..days are a circle……Soap will always run out….No.. silly….not the door…….. WHERE TO STAND? AT THE … CENTER? Literally just in the corner…….Come out into the middle…Move…………………………. the copper like a corn…Take it down like you’re….. enough to scour or score …….. aroma heaves ………..Who cares how long ….heat takes……Dress is….. facing elsewhere…..A uniform is across the bridge..WOULD LEAVE THE CORNER? To get to the handle …a bring……!.... WHERE IS THE HANDLE?... Where the muscle won’t sing
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Shannon Hearn wrote the chapbooks Paranoid citi (Tabloid Press 2026) and tracing circles in dirt (Bottlecap Press 2021). She lives and teaches in the Hudson Valley.