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.
Oct 4, 2018
Oct 4, 2018 at 12:15 AM UTC
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.