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11 November 2006 | Vol. 6, No. 3
How It Won't Be
In glorious black and white with the surge
of salt foam racing around the isle
of our twining bodies. Punctuated
by fireworks, by rain, by snow,
by safely errant trajectories
of bullets and tanks and strafing biplanes
in the star freckled sky. Aswoon,
afloat, afire, astride, aloft, akimbo,
none of these, no. Not
in the orbit of the earth or its molten core,
where gravity dissipates
at the last, where the seed
of the world floats within itself
far from the eyes
of you and me. In the largest eyes ever,
the goggling gimlets
of the Architeuthis
as we sink in the inkwell dark
of the blind ocean.
As extras in the cast of Yog the Space Amoeba,
we never before knew,
our fear real, the danger fake,
each building burnt
like a cheap cigarette,
down to an ashen stub, down to the loveless earth
where you say to me
we must run or die.
About the author:
Paul Guest is the author of The Resurrection of the Body and the Ruin of the World, winner of the 2002 New Issues Prize, and Notes for My Body Double, winner of the 2006 Prairie Schooner Book Prize. His chapbook, Exit Interview, is available from New Michigan Press. Visit his blog.