Enveloped by hurricanes’ thinking elephant
The bridge empties.
He pulls back his shadow, and sees a way to slip through.
The coffee is shot through with gold and with shouts.
I am finally awake.
Some achievements require more negotiations with indifferent agencies.
Precisely at 1:14.
Drip drip drip. For the sake of a shared enterprise!
Read one inch of book.
No more elephants. The mirrors go gray.
In the glass a pained sigh’s powdery residue.
The river makes its quota of fences.
My bicycle leans rusting, locked, yours spins in the circus under acrobats.
Glenn Ingersoll works for the Berkeley Public Library in California where he hosts Clearly Meant, a reading & interview series. He has two chapbooks, City Walks (broken boulder) and Fact (Avantacular). He keeps two blogs, LoveSettlement and Dare I Read. Recent work has appeared in concis, Mannequin Haus, and The Opiate.
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