The Fly In the Bottle
Tim called to say Fentanyl Jen from Tacony-Palmyrajumped off the bridgebut lived? my god . . . And I said god,but I meant I hopeour corpses keepthe trees awake forever—And suddenly, at the thought, memory presents itselflike a yellow lightyou gotta run through to beatthe cross-street trafficnear The Dreaming Ant Diner,where in a cabbage-print dress and John Lennon shadesone summer,in chemical distress,Jen stabbed with her forkher two sunny yolks,saying angels, my angels, over and over, as if to coerce the eggsbackinto their caves,as if to euthanize what might have beenher soul,by which I mean her mind,each time piercing what'd already deflated.
“The Fly In the Bottle” from RISE AND FLOAT: by Brian Tierney.
Published by Milkweed Editions on February 8, 2022.
Copyright © 2022 by Brian Tierney.
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Reproduced by Poetry Daily with permission.
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