Ashley VanDoorn
Two Poems
device for transformation
{open source, unexpected trap}
first my sure face intuits into it—
surface my denying instrument—people move to cities seeking anonymity. no
one
is hoped for. any and moreeros is rose and sore.
how to change
errantry into iridescencewith my overripe
grip clacking lace
foil fingers sticker feet
dust guts I am
glutted and glazeduntil my nervous reflex
to slack lapses
and anxiety relaxed
snaps back.I take scissoring plunge
through buzzing underpinnings
into uneconomical fog galore.*
to catalyze: gather water
by splashing
in tide-line dots on the lost map
spread across a cropped dock
adjacent to glaciers*
mind designed tightly
no easy out just ice
become another
steam yet
connecting device
“no pressure = no pleasure”
spins and every side a mirror spins on a flat surface on a point spins
bumps against another spins away spins into wobbling makes wobble
spins expending spending expanding spins reflects reactions pending
endless sides to sidle up to send spinning open spokes closely speak
together:
“we don’t live in the real world” “we live in the habitable world”
“the world we live in is unbearable” “we barely live in this world”
(bubble) (bubble)
double atlas/axis/helix
twinned/twined two too much
spins and is worth it
