Ryan Gosling

If I’m a tree then you’re a tree & every comedy
is romantic until a knife passes through the heart
of a scalp. Tell the willows I’m coming.
Tell the coming I’m here. Tell
eternity to keep its fucking mouth shut—
I’ll never be ready for what’s above the clouds.

C. J. Miles is the author of the forthcoming collection, What Is Anything Without Pandas (Ampersand Books, 2018). He lives online at https://cjmilespoet.wordpress.com.

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  1. Pingback: “Ryan Gosling” in the Eunoia Review – C.J. Miles

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