The Next Big Thing
By Gregory Lawless
For Bill Caperton
I am long knives offering.
I am thirty years of sand castles.
I, a man, am 200 lbs.
And I am one pound of pain.
I am a modest proposal.
I am period period period thinking.
I door open and outside.
I world around.
At night
I am the sound
Of snow landing on cymbals.
I am the sound of an architect
Dreaming of stairs.
I can hear my father's squishy blood
When he loosens his tie. Hark!
Here comes the maid-bird.
Black and white
With ruffled feathers.
Sweep sweep. Sweep sweep.
Cleaning the world…
I am the train dreaming
Of mountains.
But I am
Not the mountains.