What Rough Beast | Poem for April 3, 2017

Lisa DeSiro
Hashtag Millennial

At night the sky was white and full of crows
instead of stars and each beak offered a shiny prize.

They goaded:
Buy a scratch ticket. Can’t win if you don’t play.

Those lucky enough to pluck one
turned into loons and flew underwater.

We carried buckets bare-knuckled,
sanitized our hands.

Before masturbating we turned the family photos
face-down on the bureau.

They urged: Reduce. Reuse. Recycle.

The weather kept getting weirder until
the seasons got scrambled.

We were all thumbs on our dumb phones
texting everything verbatim.

LOL OMG WTF TTYS
They twittered:

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Lisa DeSiro is the author of the chapbook Grief Dreams (White Knuckle Press, June 2017). Her poems have appeared or are forthcoming in Commonthought, Friends Journal, The Hampden-Sydney Poetry Review, and other journals.  Along with her MFA in Creative Writing from Lesley University, Lisa has degrees from Binghamton University, Boston Conservatory, and Longy School of Music. She works as a production and editorial assistant for C.P.E. Bach: The Complete Works and is an accomplished pianist.

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