Jamie Perez

It’s easy to say I love you and

Several again screwed in my brain somewhere somewhere screwed,

But rep as reps as represents

That fancy fancy snake will shimmer in the sunlight as soon as the sun’s a thing,

And everything’ll shake its slumber someday,

Sidewinding, side-stepping, side-on-side, shibboleth,

Until it’s all you, and it’s obvious because it’s real.

Everything again, every word again, again again, again,

Here comes again, we hope again, again again, again,

My eyes aren’t burning, your eyes are burning, again again, again.

So let there be motes and let there be pinwheels.

Be they starlings or staring, be they right on red or unsignaled U-turns.

Shock shock intervals shock shock some more,

A maze, a mezze, a middlespace, in retrospect a war.

All the acquired tastes like words you’ve added to Word’s dictionary

The sun at every angle

The time you’ve spent holding your breath underwater

The invention of the engine and the amazing things magnets do.

Line up anything end to end and you’re covering the planet or reaching the moon

And dust sometimes pulls itself together into a great big ball

Like there is a cube and you are in it.

For the love of prime numbers, I exit myself a moment

And bricks become a house

But fences happened and there is no turning back

I can stay angry and maybe

That’ll take me somewhere.

Terminus is a stupid word,

And a pear is a subtle fruit.

Confusions of perspective,

Trompe l’oeil paintings in an age of holograms,

You can’t make this shit up.

Slogans spray-painted on sidewalks,

We lived

Admit joy

Fred 2019

Fuck everyone,

Followed by perfect paths along quiet streets.

Rectangles, forgotten tongues, and all the sorrows.

It’s just rain

Jamie Perez lives and believes in Baltimore.