It feels like breathing
Relaxing alone where no one can see
They don’t know you’re there;
They don’t even feel it
When I hear sounds
And turn to find none
My suspicion must be suffocating,
Sucking the expectation from the air
When I feel a touch on my shoulder
I recede from the feeling
As I turn slowly,
The traffic of nothing intensifies
I open my throat with a knife
And show what’s inside
But no one knows I’m there;
They don’t even feel it.
“False Memories of Anywhere”
That outline against the curtain,
brightened by moonlight, draft, pikebend,
could be any careful chaos.
A roommate’s incomplete manikin,
a showerhead spraying an ocean
like some bruised cloud
that can’t stop its downpour,
an open closet door, a packed bag.
Our room stands at a solid body of lawn
that grows against another lawn
and on into country.
I recall its face.
I recall what we buried there.
A metempsychosis of a bronze age.
Dusk’s thin light dulls the air
until I can smell the remainder of impossibility.
It’s all pretense, but it’s sufficient for now.
wisps of raincloud grow uncertain.
But deep down I know where,
and I feel it.
Fossils are evidence of life, she says, but of life never destroyed enough to warrant a complete breakdown. But also, evidence of death. Of cold nights twisted in blankets. Of everything you love, wasted. But there we found them; in life, in death, in blankets, in love. What is a life without a bit of destruction to rebuild from? Here you will see a preserved trace of the spineless: Footprints, an unmade bed. Impressions in a sparkling snow drift. I say, I’m unsure how to say what I want to say. She says, at times, hardened parts remain in tact: tooth and bone, occasional armor never destroyed, only rebuilt. I say, I don’t know how to say what I need to say. She says, it is a clue to a life left unlived. I say, I don’t know, I don’t know.
David Bankson lives in Texas. He was finalist in the 2017 Concīs Pith of Prose and Poem, and his poetry and microfiction can be found in concis, (b)oink, Thank You for Swallowing, Artifact Nouveau, Riggwelter Press, Five 2 One Magazine, etc.