Poems Uncategorized

Elusive Predicate

When memory becomes
so uncontainable
it turns into present tense
or you wake up thinking of
the dreams you will have
tomorrow night
or you realize the sound
you hear in the distance
is unidentifiable
or the rain drips through
the ceiling unattached
to any normal fixture
or the sky gets born
along with the sea
and everything in it
or you cannot believe
you ever were led
to unbelief like that
or you keep looking
for the word that saves you
when the word is listening
for the breath that saves you

By Joshua Keiter

reader, writer, actor, singer, teacher

One reply on “Elusive Predicate”

Comments are closed.