Is Listening To “The Maze” By David Motion on the Occasion of Reclining in That Same Quiet Caboose
00:36
It all starts
with a grand
misuse. The book
opens on the lap.
Rosemont is next,
and I could get off.
01:01
LOVER 1 & 2 (in unison)
We thought we’d trudge and tumble through on the grounds that we were under the care of the Horai
01:24
This Repo Records location closed in the mid-to-late 2000s. I left the anthology open on the train. Emerson forgot his rail pass, but the conductor let him be abandoned along with the other Americans.
01:32
The teacher said
every day I should
wake up to history.
He pulled a student’s tie for comedic effect.
I didn’t know
this feeling would last.
01:46
It also started when I mimicried my way to the office. The cult failed because the Compliance department insisted on inserting disclosure as a slippery notion of support.
01:59
I learned about houses and their ghastly effect on persuasion.
02:28
A student’s tie just happens to flap when pillared anywhere else.
The past
informs
the present,
so a cult
must contend
with social
and market
forces.
02:55
I shouldn’t have crossed the tracks at Rosemont, but it was fun and bad. It saved time and was the easiest way to cheat death. The lesson should have never been every day I wake up to cheat death.
03:04
I will always want to smoke while I wait for the next train. Let’s resume a love affair:
LOVER 1
I would like to be perverted here.
LOVER 2
It’s never going to arrive.
LOVER 1
What do you know about arrival? I am here.
LOVER 2
Did I say anything about permanence?
LOVER 1
I could pink here all day.
LOVER 2
Here? You’re far from Hockney.
LOVER 1
Is this just a fun way to say you rather unfill yourself in some empty pool in an unsold Palmdale lot?
03:38
O Dear, I littered the station with a bounty of speech. I must excel at splitting. At one point I will find a field to match the visual.
04:02
At this juncture
the teacher says
I can leave
just ‘cause
04:19
LOVER 2
I’m old and hysterical, so why not?
Spencer Silverthorne‘s chapbook Premium Brawn was a finalist in the Bateau Press Keel Chapbook Contest. His work is published or forthcoming in Always Crashing, Bending Genres, Landfill Journal, Permafrost Magazine, Tammy, Vagabond City, Yes Poetry and others. Originally from Philadelphia, he is now a PhD student in English and Creative Writing at the University of Louisiana at Lafayette.
