Thursday, August 16, 2012

NEW! Poem by Devin Gmyrek

Devin Gmyrek


Moving at incredible speeds
across a body of water
the wind seems to guide you
though you’re actually passing air
and without consciously raising your hand 
you meet someone you love in a high
five and that touch is stepped there 
like an orange stain on a white shirt

The outskirts of town troll
by on what can only be sound
and vision condensed into that reverie 

the future longs for

I take a tour about the country
and hardly anybody notices me 

though there they know everyone 
buying beer and cigarettes at the store

One thing substituted for another
and I’m drying off from a swim
at sunset till the engine hops off again 

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