Jeannine Hall Gailey — The Monarch Review
At the End of Time (Wish You Were Here) – Jeannine Hall Gailey
Tuesday, June 21, 2016 10:33 — 1 Comment
I tried to call you one night but you were in Thailand. I was listening to Tool’s “Opiate†and reading about the particulate levels in China and the meteor that had narrowly missed us yesterday and realized I’d missed the recent eclipse and also missed you. I realized 40 years of learning were leaking through the lesions in my brain, names and faces and memories of us and I wanted to reassure you that I would still remember you but then maybe I won’t – like the radioactive water leaking from Fukushima burning the algae and sea lions – nature […]
What am I?
Bioluminescent eye
That sees by the shine
Of its own light. Lies
Blind me. I am the seventh human sense
And my stepchild,
Consequence;
Scientists can't find me.
Januswise I make us men;
Glamour
Was my image then—
Remind me:
The awful fall up off all fours
From the forest
To the hours…
Tick, Tock: Divine me.
-- Richard Kenney
