Jess Mynes
Two Poems
figures of speech
sea foam hush
alluvial sand
winnows bone
white woodall you
want all
I have
want feels
good I’m
coming
apartsea breeze voices
continuous quietsleeping dog’s
nose scripted in
cursive saltapse of white
wave collapse
ebb crestsifted footprints fill
hermit and horseshoe:
carapace littercircumstantial continuity
fall from grace
push away from
sabotageit gets to
me after
awhile
beach ball delay
meaning small waves each
new folds into old
dark stones where the bottomless trophy
repeats, suns find a deep echo
not in burst but drama
seized pebble by pebble
out of symmetry thrown for a loop
the lost start struck
things half full capture
the used music, the rusted horn buzz
scope holding fast to as measured
a bees bumble, a mauled petal perturbed
circles as in a radar whirr