Blue Chiffon

            after “The Milk and Honey Route”

time happens and we call it a narrative

there are beginnings and endings
but I can never tell when
only after and even then
these just melt into the next

I can never pick up
where I left

never known
how to claim
to be definitive

only know I would like to watch the story
bloom and unfold like cinema
to call this my life

and imagine I am not different than most
too scared to be alone with the details for too long

want to see the horizon
and the great possibility of light
unspooled at my feet

sift through
another take
details shift
from one
into the next—

you drop your line
the lights get dim

I say I can see you better in the dark
like a feeling I had once and keep after

Robert Balun received his MFA from The City College of New York, where he was a recipient of the Jerome Lowell DeJur Prize in Creative Writing and the Teacher-Writer Award. His debut chapbook, Self (Ceremony), is forthcoming from Finishing Line Press. His poems have appeared in Bodega, Similar Peaks, smoking glue gun, Heavy Feather Review, Word Riot, and others. He teaches creative writing and composition at The City College of New York.

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