Changing Station, a poem by Jeffrey Cyphers Wrights at Spillwords.com

Changing Station

Changing Station

written by: Jeffrey Cyphers Wright

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Agony—the inevitability of our demise.
We were spinning sugar when the giant
crutch fell short. The clocks running
for their lives. The city humming
like a freezer. A black caboose on ice.

You were making mushroom ragu.
I was admiring your industry, reading
the Metropolitan section. When
the denouement comes, look for me
in the cockpit handing out straws
to clutch at as we veer into a viral spiral.

The Empire State Building’s opal spire
slices into night. That’s how
I am now—a lightsabre, ready for hire.

Jeffrey Cyphers Wright

Jeffrey Cyphers Wright

Jeffrey Cyphers Wright is a New Romantic poet and author of 18 books of verse, including Blue Lyre and Party Everywhere. Recent poetry is in New American Writing, The Cafe Review, Stat-O-Rec, and Best American Poetry. A book of his art and poetry titled Doppelgängster is forthcoming. Wright publishes Live Mag!
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