You can’t stop, talk…

You can’t stop, talk
and far from your mouth
wait for the grass

as the same sound
between your fingers
lowering for lips

– you talk the way rope
takes so long to die
– over and over and over

empty your mouth
filling it with thorns
with shoulders, afternoons.

Simon Perchik is an attorney whose poems have appeared in Partisan Review, Forge, Poetry, Osiris, The New Yorker and elsewhere. His most recent collection is The Reflection in a Glass Eye, published by Cholla Needles Arts & Literary Library, 2020. For more information, including free e-books and his essay “Magic, Illusion and Other Realities”, please visit his website at http://www.simonperchik.com.

To view one of his interviews please follow this link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MSK774rtfx8

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