The bough breaks

 

The bough breaks

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and dreams collapse uncushioned

like the smile that forsakes me

and the wonderful illusion of things past

but never lost.

For here I cut my antennae down

and kiss the pyramid on my grass,

blessed by the end result

but never by the happening:

I know the world

and it needs forgiveness.

For here the smell grew toxic

and the glass filled to overflowing,

but the grime inside never got better,

though polished every day.

For here I cradle my body to sleep,

the long way down is the only way down

and we are sold by the scars upon our throat,

by the longing discarded that never knew it

could end

and by the only relationship we are all

bound to have – our stronghold with or

not with

          God.

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Copyright © 2006 by Allison Grayhurst

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First published in “Crack the Spine” issue 64, and “Crack The Spine Summer 2013 anthology” under the title “For Here”

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A Newly-Patterned Fingerprint

 

A Newly-Patterned Fingerprint

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It’s the end

of my kind,

the last of my line

unfolding. And then

all of it will be different –

both the edge and the enlightenment

both the things precise

and the things undefined.

All of it that was smouldering

will be set ablaze,

and beauty and grace will be overflowing

like a drip-drop dream pure as reality.

It is the end – the place of no more new beginnings,

a place where the perfect light cannot fade

or grow too bright, and where ironic timing transforms

into an integrated, balanced life.

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First published in “Boston Poetry Magazine”, 2013

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Seamless

 

Seamless      

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    Raincoats and rainy seasons are behind us now.

I picked up a feather.

You took it from me and now it is yours. And just like that,

rich as the coral reef waters, we were initiated into

a lower layer.

    Intensity is a button. It is concentration – one part,

one of your parts unrelentingly explored

while ignoring other

distracting sensations. It is the thick blood

raking of thighs against our lesser faith.

    Fears of the future put aside and left to their weeping.

Shoulders become secrets receiving

probing pressure-point intrusions.

Like a primeval working of strings,

through this communication, we see

the courage of our history rise, become an advancing truth,

and our pores

grow and sparkle like thousands of tiny sun-drenched ants

pooling together to parallel a single purpose.

    We know ‘just survival’ is tyranny.

What we seek is not movement

purely for the sake of employment, but to create canvases

of vigorous struggles – ones that can only be cemented

in unison.

    Our bodies have abandoned their blood-lines.

We are touching every crease

and tense design with undiluted intention –

first blotting out words, then delectable conversations.

We rejoice in the grand dramatics of our compatibility,

equally committed to corporeal immersion.

    The past culminates in this single outpouring. It is

a privileged evolution. It is months of misfortune

exterminated by the exertion of our mouths:

    Strange rhythms are risked, foreheads pressed,

giving way

to beautiful unadulterated disclosure.

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Copyright © 2012 by Allison Grayhurst

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First published in “New Binary Press Anthology”, 2012

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River – Songs from the poetry of Allison Grayhurst

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