Pierrot lunaire
Tom Snarsky
I.
Andromeda
A brief flare
Fucking
Up the field
This will only take a moment
II.
I have an experiment running
On grief
Wine & regretful food
Lives separate
In the centrifuge
Larksong
III.
Ordinary
Rain cup
Filling
IV.
Half a day
Later the trees
Are paper
Signed
Like numbers
Wet & you
See through it
V.
Where, my love
VI.
Fumigator ocean
Jellyfish lying
Ancient star
VII.
X
VIII.
I marry
The new cloud
The new type
Of cloud
I marry
My cloud
IX.
Before the planets formed
Before spheres & life
There was still weight
There was still waiting
& sand
X.
Blessed sacrament
Of holding all time
In your craw
XI.
Fucking up
The field
Is a little crime
François Villon
Gets away with
Every day
He stays dead
XII.
You do not owe any of us anything
Blue river
XIII.
Bread of life
XIV.
Tom Snarsky is a math teacher who writes poems. His book Light-Up Swan is available now from Ornithopter Press.