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Jake Sims
Poems
Oct 2018
<iv>
I am a ballpark moth.
a buzzing light is made my home tonight
in time it dries my wings and takes my flight
but for now i live aloft a peacetime game all
shouts and metal.
If i could say,
i know i can’t,
Like a broken arm cast in sound aluminum,
Unmoveable
but highly mobile.
Soon enough you’ll hear a mother’s admiration,
pride by proxy someone taught me:
Aggression in sublimation.
What makes a mother fly i’ll never know.
I refuse to help mythmake America’s obsessions.
smoke or dirt or metal war
mythologize
and I’ll wait forever for these wings to dry.
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Jake Sims
27/M
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