Poetry: 2 by Lucy Tiven

super-fidelity 

Imagine a crow

named Russell’s crow.

Imagine being followed

by a strategically slowed-

down wheelchair

 

followed by a laugh track.

Now that you mention it

there has been some production

failure over the years

 

by way of which I mean

the thing is beeping

you are a genius

 

the proof is in the pudding

‘production pudding’ , ‘post production pudding’

‘post-pro-pu’ – repeat 4x fast

Just let me be gross for a while

 

I will always come back to you

 

Clear Channel

It sounds like someone

trying to breath through a bag

in private. Hold still.

 

I’m going to do this

the way a fireman

is supposed to

carry a kitten out. Seizing

 

your Ruben Studdard-

sized heart before

 

it gets too light

to hold. You know.

Like someone eating

 

away an artichoke. Or like

the sun. How things

want to keep going

back and forth

 

between this life

and the other one.

 

 

Timmy Reed

Timmy is a writer of poetry and fiction. He edits the What Literature section of What Weekly.