Darren C. Demaree

clawing at the grounded moon #58

all wings are gigantic not all downed birds lose their wings the universe is a monster there are more teeth than we realize i should have never stopped to count the teeth the moon landed crashed demolished paused the oceans i was asked to count the birds beneath it i was asked to write down the names beneath it i kept counting until i lost the words i kept writing poems with the numbers i had in front of me i kept writing poems until the numbers were so large that the poems became meaningless