Close-up, Nocturnal 2




You in the dark room.              You’re the only one

            I show my childhood bangs to

this hot breeze             these porcelain bears

            these stuffed flamingos crashing

off the Hollywood shelves.


I say opinion                is the low form of solitude

flushing the vitamins         out of my system

            dreaming cicada graveyards     letting my fears run

    like blood under the schoolbus.


I’m not sure I understand        the prospect of a blank sun

            a sexual odor            the baby stars fighting

            the broken-necked blackness

the tragic landing gently           only for me


            and your body preserved         like a shark in a bottle

that night I donned                  the tropical costume

            embarrassed I had breasts.       It looks nice


one star said     as my eyelashes dropped

on my negligee in the rain scene

as I walked      toward the miniature ice age

            and/or the decade for furs.



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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