Hoverer

drilling holes in the white wall
to repair the rest of the world

workshirts feed clocks’ hands
ticking forever

circular splash of rosewood paint
wound of silence spent

the loud city
will not silence me

James Croal Jackson lives for art, adventure, whiskey, and music. He has been widely published and his poems have recently appeared in The Bitter Oleander, Whale Road Review, and 99 Pine Street. He lives in Columbus, OH. Find more of his work at http://jimjakk.com.

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