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Martha Zweig

You’ll be among the first
to know. You will. You’ll see:
waddling like an emperor’s obesity
ahead of you, sunrise, the future.

In due time too little & too late engage
to marry. So shy, this pair; so much
the better to nuzzle & groom each other–
foster foundlings mutually taken-in.

And how will the years yet make me do
without a body? Not now, not for nothing, not
at all, absent its rods & cones, its propulsives
& obdurates, absent its membrane drums?

This too will end in tears. Squalls
hurling the timber snags, rips & chokes awash
crashing immense sobbing boulders: brown
rivers lurch upon them & where

does it end? Down
where? Down here.

Martha Zweig is an American poet and the author of Get Lost, Monkey Lightning, and Vinegar Bone, among other works.
Originally published:
April 1, 2018

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