JOSHUA LEON

Selected Poems

AFTER PRIMO TOLD ME HOW TO FEEL

 

And this unknown language, is what keeps me

at the feet of my future. I turn the wheel.

And my body rotates. I walk the line of the circle.

But the walls do not fall. I listen to the earth.

And it’s strange way speaks. Indicating

There is no other journey than this.

This dance, that is made up

Of a routine and rhythm so slow,

That to be inside it is to feel nothing.

Yet this is the nothing I fear.

I fear unfeeling, as I fear the new year.

 

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