11 November 2009 | Vol. 9, No. 3

Self-Portrait with Husk

by SOPHIE KLAHR

"We live submerged at the bottom of an ocean of elementary air,

which is known by incontestable experiments to have weight."
– Torricelli

4.

In the land of dreamy potential suicide

I want to blame you for existence as if

You weren't just another bloated hope

Staring dumbly at his feet,

Whispering his name; my failing

Fiction made desperately, to fence in God.

Oh swollen mercury

Oh swollen Oh

I've given up praying

Not to dream of you