Chad Scheel
Appetite
As if resistance
were enough
jangling (minor)
keys
Learning to whistle
then fighting the urge to
That I do not
Pigeons
forced
to find
the difference
between
roofs and rock
ledges
Alchemical
A 60-watt light
from down the hall
No one would want
to be us right now
We are, so it’s difficult
__
A rose, tinted
or not
is perceptible
I pinch
like a bulb twisted
On finally learning to whistle
a fence must
come down
plentiful
rosebush must
decay
LOOPED
beyond
bounce
and attack
hammers snuff
out
stammered
tones
smeared
touch . your
bare
neck
WE
are members
of one
another . Piercingly
on the surface
a crab
apple bounces
liquid . buoyant . and it
is not
thinking
of you
at all