In our house

                                        Consigned
                 origins                                    bolt us
             into                                                   ghost
       alcoves                     forsworn                 annuities
In our                                                                         house
we walk                                                                 paths of
tattered                                                               ontologies
burdened                                                       consequences

Tell me when you’ve traversed the designated checkpoint

             → Wave to me from your ecstatic border

 

This poem was published in the 2023 issue of The Waiting Room from Nervous Ghost Press.

Andy Oram
June 29, 2019

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