You will begin to be able to spot them
almost as if they are wearing a spot
A certain quality
of panic
Distilled into thimble
placed on the tongue
and carried
from first alarm
to the recasting of bed sheets
avoiding spillage
But they still
talk fine
enough
Hellohowareyouhellohow
areyouhellogoodmorning
thankyouforcallinggood
morningthankyouforcalling
goodmorninggoodgood
fine, thanks, i’ve been worse
You will begin to be able to spot them
as if the spot for them
was won
Hard by a certain kind
of quiet violence
A gesture in the eyes
suggestion in the shoulders
that the light in the room
should not think of them
as objects from which to shine
but figures recasting what is shone
But they get
along well
enough
twoticketspleasewhiskeyanddry
yourplaceormineokaytodrivetwo
sugarsphoneonsilentsorryjusta
littletiredi’malrightareyoualright
yes, fine, i’ve been worse
You will begin to be able to spot them
till they begin
to spot you first
© Brendan Bonsack
April 2016