01-08-2024
Michael Trussler
USUALLY WHEN
foreign material is transplanted into tissue, be it on Sunday or
inside the epipelagic zone a kind of crime has already . . .
Everyone knows our varying strengths require competing
nude selfies and we’re not at all in this together . . .
Long believed lost forever, A.I. is honestly sorry to bother
viewers, but how do you care for wintry truth-telling . . .
When even the oldest are still a talent to watch after all
these predatory
years, each of everybody is
a recovering childhood addict—
JUBILATE
1.
A voice told me, look you’re here entirely because of me—
2.
Not always easy to overcome,
the origins of Collective Memory
can be traced back to the final
Bronze age, the Whitechapel
Fatberg and everything that helped
keep Jesus awake in church—
3.
Another voice said listen you don’t
you still don’t . . . it’s not
these herds of digital dead people
people-watching it’s not
the crowdfunded vigilantes: it’s
that something . . . that original
astonishment that can’t be walked
away from — the furies, the furies
cross-pollinating
the wilderness inside bored toddlers
the moment in which the patient
remembers the mother-of-pearl cliffs of sunlight
asleep on a grandmother’s bathroom floor—
4.
Each of us an unlocked cabinet
of unfed mountain inside
the cage of ribs that sings so.
Sings so.
UNDETTERED BY...
space trash spinning way upstairs in
the Low Earth orbit, today’s newest
cloud is pre. Pre-oneiric. Pre-
historic. Is the colour
of stingray skin, is
mostly there
to reassemble
the evaporating water
ghosts, not the sky’s dome-made-tangerine
from fires lost at sea. New as
a spray-on condom, and alone as a child
struggling to draw an octopus, the cloud’s
a shambolic rehearsal, a violet
shroud with legacies
yet to learn—
What’s loose, what’s loose, what—
Note:
The notion of the “spray-on condoms” is Jan Vinzens Krause’s, and is mentioned in the Year in Ideas 2008, The New York Times Magazine.
-from Realia, selected by PoemoftheWeek.com Fall 2024 Guest Editor, Hollay Ghadery
MICHAEL TRUSSLER writes poetry, short stories, essays, and creative non-fiction. He is also a photographer. He has published various books, and his prize-winning work has appeared in domestic and international anthologies and journals. He teaches English at the University of Regina.