What Rough Beast | Poem for November 15, 2018

Jonathan Endurance
How Do You Ask Your Body For A Little Vacation

when your body was forced to accept the hurricane
hidden in a man’s voice
you named it a jellyfish learning the waves of the sea

& now your body knows no peace:
it is a jellyfish trapped in a tank of salty water
& a bird carrying the weight of the sky on its wings

your body does not belong to you
it left the day you were forced to swallow a speech of bullet
that formed phlegm of tragedy in your throat
& with every attempt to ask your body for a little vacation
you crumbled into the fist of a hurricane

you wonder how the hell everything tastes
like rusty metal at the tip of your tongue

in the dream
your body wakes into a path of darkness
greeted by the photographs of your dead ones
with their faces drawn into scars

the ruins have worn your body too often
into an old museum

you wonder where to go from here
when the city is a gunfire
living in a man’s voice?



Jonathan has had his work on several journals and anthology which include (but not limited to) Kalahara Review, Coldnoon, Electronic Pamphlet, Brittle Paper, “Spring,The Season of Love”… He is a piece of sweet dark chocolate. He loves football and studies in a still room.
You can say hello on Facebook: www.facebook.com/jonathan.young50
or simply Jonathan Endurance.

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