The Unanswering, by Aaron Fagan

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From the poetry collection A Better Place Is Hard to Find, which was published in October 2020 by The Song Cave.

I thought I saw a bee’s
Nest made of cigarette butts
Hanging from the ceiling fan.

Each turn of the winding air
Divined my rest an inelegant
Proof no one cares to hear.

I mottled the idea of who
I came to be with soot
As drapes caressed the snow

Globe filled with venom
On the sill where moths,
By their measure, lined up,

One by one, unrolling their
Tongues to sip and drizzle
Lines across a canvas laced

With gunpowder burning
Bright around the painted
Parts where you used to be.

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