“Dumb Town”

The night is like an agate
The stars are chickenpox in the sky
The moon’s a circle of protein

Tonight you are Godot and I wait and you never show

Tonight begs us not to stay here and think things through

Tonight my text messages remain unsent
and the text messages I sent last night remain unresponded to.

Tonight the filling stations stay open late
and ask us to park beneath their lit shelters

Tonight I want to rest my head in my own hands

Tonight wants to rip apart at the middle

Tonight I wish I owned a radio so I could lie in my bed and listen to commercials

Tonight I don’t bother to let the beer chill in the fridge

Tonight the porch lights are a little brighter than usual

Tonight it is the ocean that orbits the anchor

Tonight I piss off the third-floor balcony and think of you

Tonight my pills become a pinhole, zooming in to how lonely we both feel

Tonight I hope you take this in with your tongue

Tonight I want my fingers to cross the canal of your spine

Tonight I want you to see my great capacity for ugliness
and to ask me when it was I lost my heart

Tonight I am the only one who can see this moon



Luke Weldon