October 13, 2022
For Sale: Two Channel Stereo and Turntable
by Christian Anton Gerard
These days I start writing you and the keys
are more a piano than a typewriter.
One record. Two sides. One needle. Two sides.
Volume depends. Like how I sometimes
well-up, but some bullshit part of me don’t let me cry.
Pisses me off how folks act like welling-up’s a sort-of,
like you’re not overcome enough to lose yourself.
Whatever. Welling-up’s some hard-ass stuff.
You ever see a well come out its top?
The well’s like, Yeah this water you pray fills me
so you can drink and wash your face, this water
in a hole, this holy water, this tear-eye that can’t
see nothing except you and the sky, I get to rain too.
One bucket. Two sides. One person. Two skies.