Blue Poles suite Jan 8th
8:20pm Blue Poles
The sky is uncanny, the birds finally quietened,
a lone frog, crickets and katydids
are applauding their rural lifestyles.
The forest, brushed in darkness, waits for bats,
but my screen glows bright – a distraction like dragons,
I flick through emails then the news:
‘Ex-wife of The Road writer Cormac McCarthy
pulled silver handgun from her genitals
during argument with boyfriend over space aliens.’
