Nov/Dec 2017 • Vol. XXXIX No. 6 Poetry |

Better Get Better

Each night, the suffer-Gleamed stars above Texas crush down & I do Not know how to sayNo thank you, please To the jawing ghosts That show up to gnawFurrows in my chest. The wind whispers Hotly. Nightjars Polish the darknessFree of moths. I refuse to let go Of my paranoia Because it assures Me that I am alive, Living the dream, A limited edition One-life-in a life-Time offer of bonesThat glow in the dark. Morning comes metallic Over the lakes of blood I bucket by bucket splash Out of the window. Wiping Sweat from my brow I am like Baby, Baby, how Lovely is all this glitter?

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Alex Lemon is the author of Happy: A Memoir and three collections of poetry: Mosquito, Hallelujah Blackout, and Fancy Beasts. A fourth collection is forthcoming from Milkweed Editions. He lives in Fort Worth, Texas, and teaches at TCU.

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