The Vehicle Never Lands
Beth Gebresilasie
6/23/2022
Analysis and Agitation
Rewinding memories for revision,
(bleary speeding backwards,)
like a landscape through a car window.
with gust quaking lashes.
The vehicle never lands,
looping a hoop, remembering.
The driver confirms the view,
“Analysis betrays attachment,”
to scenic axioms of the past,
studying against erosion.
Sadness Buried In Novelty
cracking veneers of porcelain
void borders of wear
dissolution distracts in beauty
like a minted cougar
discovering worth in objectification
replacing a wish unfulfilled
with sacrifice of being
staging the mechanics of conversation
the cougar contorts her face
surrendering to simple freedom
stillness for value
peered into presence
absence follows redaction
pensive pleading persuades
a quickening pulse
spit cum abuse
distorts into safety
trinity of honors
rewards for quality
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Beth Gebresilasie is a soon to be self-ordained secular saint, a non-institutional divorcee, a writer, and artist. They are a student at Gallatin NYU studying Suffering anthropologically, philosophically, and through art history. They finish a journal every two months, therefore, writing is a way of thinking for them. Poetry is a new vocation, and they are trying to be a DJ with words.
Vindicate Me
ribbons of rivulets
wrap flesh clean
forgiveness through touch
pressure activates warmth
possession produces value
absolution for existing
a guilt inescapable
save for your attention
like the sole surviving balloon of a pack
the golden strand gripping a branch
emancipation exempting one
willfully bound.