Tide


Sun Screen
by Ariana Reines, from Mercury

The size of what I know does not blow
Up enough to redeem the inadequacy of this

Moment where I can be seen
Seeming complete as a photograph is finished and hides

Everything, well not everything but so
Much of what I meant the moment it was taken

You have plenty of time is what everybody says, the stupidest
Thing I’ve ever heard

I don’t even fucking
Have time to write this right now

My scythe
Flashing in the dark

My love
Rotting on the vine

August 3, 2012. poetry, writing. Leave a comment.