A few of the poems that I wrote throughout the month of April. Enjoy!
Taken At Face Value Your mouth contorts itself into countless shapes and lines, Spit leaping out from behind your coffee-stained teeth. Your eyes pore into my own, Burning a fire-blazed hole into my psyche. Your arms flap wildly, gesturing toward some invisible presence, All a theatrical production of some monotonous topic. Your words contrast your face, The literal meaning wrestling with a raised eyebrow. The performance evades the gears grinding in my mind, Trying to tackle every camouflaged emotion. They fail, and in the end, I just smile and nod. After countless rehearsals and repeated-repeated-lines memorized, I'm putting on my own show. -B.A.
Thinking At three-a-m, as I lie in my soft, silk-smooth, suffocated bed, Thoughts running between blackened trees and dew-drop-dressed stones, The air heavy with their forced breath and anxiety-addled fog, Panting and puffing as they race toward an end that even I have not determined, One makes it to the invisible finish line, And stands out above all: "Why do dogs eat grass?" -B.A.