I thought I lost a thousand years,
turns out I was just blinking
What I thought a ruptured volcano
is just what I’ve missed in aching
Hanging out the window sill –
is even half of me worth saving?
I never made it to the church,
but held my faith in breaking
Why rebuild this house when it’s the land that’s cursed?
I hear it, I hear it, I hear it
I got nowhere by acting low –
even my shadow overheated
What’s a rhapsody within myself
when all I did was stay seated?
Forge anything and hope it grows
to shed a weight only Atlas knew
I calculate I’m nothing special
because entropy does what we already do
There’s a wave so big I can’t see its crest
But I feel it, I feel it, I feel it…
Joe Albanese is a writer from New Jersey. His work can be found in publications across the U.S. and in ten other countries. Joe’s novel, Caina (Mockingbird Lane Press), and his novella, Smash and Grab (Books to Go Now), were both published in 2018.