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This We In The Back Of The House - Jacob Sunderlin
POEM WRITTEN IN THE BLANK PAGES AT THE END OF CHRIS GILBERT’S ACROSS THE MUTUAL LANDSCAPE, or, A LISTENING
At the beginning of the war against the suburbs,
sitting with hard white buds
in my ears which I’ve pulled
& laid on the desk, starting something—Monk, I think,
maybe Misterioso
— so quiet I cannot hear it,
watching instead the numbers my finger rolls up
to find a point exactly between
two places where the speakers are
& where I am. A place of
invisible borders. Or,
an invisible place. I wasn’t sure which—
there had been this election,
this conviction. There had been a contest
I thought possible to avoid.
Sometimes my knuckles bled. Other times,
my head.
Put another way:
once I carried bricks for a living
which made it seem my life was a load of bricks
I’d been hired to throw through the window
of a bank lobby, again & again.
To get paid, I had to imagine
an upright clutch of white
snakes pushing coins into coin-sized slots
had hired me to clean up all this glass
with my teeth.
I have separated it
as neatly as I can into piles.
Imagine my face as a shape licked from American
Cheese wrap. A pile of saltines on a paper plate.
My eyes are two dollars in dimes.
Raised in a sack of bolts & screws, listening
to the given names of things
as if they were chewed: chicken wire, tire tube,
drywall screws in a robin’s nest.
Roof nail, drywall, sheets of Pergo, drill-bit chest.
Brake pad, hacksaw, bleach in a bucket
& some bearings, greased.
Spot welder, table saw, apple-juice jug filled with antifreeze.
They said a coiled mess of copper.
They said a buck skull full of rain.
They said tomato start, timing gun, sledge for the Chevy
when the engine’s seized. Live trap, blue tarp,
alligator clips & gasoline.
They said the Sawzall, the loppers,
that panel from the truck Ben rolled last year—
they said it, sometimes, limping
up to the bruised mouth
of some truck, a garter cut nearly in half with a shovel,
still riding, writhing between
two screwdrivers, held aloft, they said
listen. Living, moving, flathead to Philips,
sliding across emptiness the snake
could not see, which for a snake
means taste, means feeling with tongue
for what is not there & what is written out, slick & cursive.
FAMILY AS A WESTERN IN WHICH NO ONE TALKS
We had to take away our uncle’s shotguns
but Big Kev, my cousin, is formerly a Midas
Muffler tech, unemployed,
& not discussing it. He guns
his rebuilt truck to say it: everything broken
gets fixed. You can feel there are good bones inside the shit
cosmetics, detouring