Dollar Blonde/Holy Crosstown


Take the L to Union Square

code mottled and nuanced the sun setting at seven

when you’re having an affair.

Gentrification permits anonymity

each girl a gypsy with curly blue hair

virgin ringworm on her leg

or walking the street all night in a silver coat

Elevator-to-the-Gallows style waiting for a lover

or Greenpoint or a razor blade.

This is a land of the hanging cloud

the pear-shaped book of death or meat-packing

in any other language.

This is the blonde in the jar fetal beaver

dark-lipped and partially gothic

but not enough to bartend in the land of hanging clouds.

Please be a blanker game

a heavier itinerary please more black velour

and/or more AC a beaded purse of human teeth

or too precise? A German pretzel.

All of our matches are about ghosts or falling

friendless bouncing back

a clear umbrella blacker comedy.

In the mirror I watch me think

on the train I am invaded

ask you to turn me over

steer clear of closing legs.

He led me to a bad world

of auto-body shops

dead priests and Victorian luck

but I wasn’t in the mood

for the clear corpse of finality

too many clocks and headscarves

would have/should have moons—

Jessie Janeshek's second full-length book of poems, The Shaky Phase, is forthcoming from Stalking Horse Press. Her chapbooks are Spanish Donkey/Pear of Anguish (Grey Book Press, 2016), Rah-Rah Nostalgia (dancing girl press, 2016), and Hardscape (Reality Beach, forthcoming, 2017). Invisible Mink (Iris Press, 2010) is her first full-length collection.

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