I’m  afraid  of  waking  to  earthquakes  or
smoke                        both  of which  want
to learn the name of the body
            if you disappear because of me
I will catch a hundred thousand birds
                       I will
eat them       I will burn them        I will
set a fire in my belly then eat them
                                   I will miss so many
moments      I can’t            imagine   this
actually                      not the birds
but you
                                    disappearing
or me
cradling a shaking shaking shaking
I can’t see you now  but that’s only right
now    everything is frozen not   like   ice
or
            no just ice                             I’m
afraid             I so much enjoy the world

 

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Dalton Day is a terrified dog person and an editor for FreezeRay Poetry. His work has been published or featured in Hobart, Jellyfish, The Millions, and Banango Street, among others. He is the author of the collection Supernova Factory, as well as Fake Knife, which is forthcoming from FreezeRay Press. He can be found here and on Twitter at @lilghosthands. Basically, he thinks everything is cute and won’t stop crying about it.