Poems by Nicholas Klacsanzky

 

(1)

I am born
in a different place
every morning

haystack
city pavilion
ocean bottom

it depends on
how much I believe
in the science of myself

I stick only
to a hypothesis

 

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(2)

Dancing
for staying still

staying still

I feel

 

like dancing

 

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(3)

No idea is poetic
enough to write

are you
still reading

 

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(4)

Door
open closed

only wind
in place

 

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(5)

Wrinkles are
texture

wonder
what's underneath
slow folds

if we creased
it out would
the child be there

 

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(6)

Apply a smile
or be forgotten

politeness
is a rude reason

to live

 

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(7)

Can I be your chemical
cleanse with absolute
dissemination

your remains
spread on my skin
remind me of what you

could have been without

emphasis

 

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(8)

Art of almost
is a promise

speaking
with intention

and noticing
no one listens

 

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(9)

What happens
two shadows
together

which one
gives shade
to the other

 

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(10)

Sang deep
into my sound

watching
what I did not
watch





the self
sings alone