Brandon Kreitler
In the Cordage of the Municipality Radial Take the spray paint marking
the plots of homes unbuilt. Here where birds nest at the dry bottom of the swimming pool. Take the water leftover. Leave before asking of it to remain. The film of papery snow. The plane of sight stretches west
The love of the sun-blank afterward
The aperture of dawn breaks
over the government lake
embalming our long apprenticeship
to dust stalled in the tertiary gloss.
The scrutiny of a man between needs.
The wanting less to be oneself
than to hold one’s place—
to insist sincerity is only
the desire to have said
what one has said.
The rooms replenish themselves
with a stable of objects:
an apple core browning in the drain,
button shirts hung in the limpid forms of bodies elsewhere,
in a stable of rooms which relay their tedium
like figurations in a language made of a single word.
The city remains and the city is grammar.
Take the line of the road.
and the West ends.
is the love of it ending.
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About the Author
Brandon Kreitler’s poems have appeared or are forthcoming in DIAGRAM, Maggy, Eoagh, and Sonora Review, among others.
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