Aaron Belz
Glowing Pear
Because I am sad about the books
with tiny words along their spinesthat no one ever reads because
they are too hard and not very interesting,I am going to build myself a fort
of photographs of things I can’t affordand Post-It notes of words I know
but am not able to accurately defineand glossy pages from Elle and Oui
and also bark, sticks, berries, and leaves,and sleep in it for fourteen days
and nights and spend that time in prayer,thinking of all the fantastic lines
of poetry I know, remembering the nooksI’ve read them in, and I’ll bring a flashlight
to click on and off when I get bored,to shine in my mouth and blow up my cheeks
and turn my face into a glowing pear.