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Intermittence

from Footnotes of the Wet Snow by Day 4

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Overlooking the pavement below, a bro-
ken fixture hung from the head of a wooden post,
Roadside, ghostlike, beneath a midnight sky,
the vessel emits an apprehensive glow.
but the lantern soon began to fade
and oscillate in the silence of the street,
wavering in and out of sight
at an unprecedented tempo.

Rage against the dying light.
Rage against the light.
Rage against the dying light.

And do the ones who stumble alongside
where it lies, on the lonesome curbside,
notice the void and try to sympathize
or continue passing by, in spite?
Even the insects that circle around
the presence of the vibrant lamplight,
flee in search of a new source
once the fickle flame has run dry.

Carved into the side of the post
an illegible name, with a post scripted note,
but the anecdote still read clear:
“______ was here" “______ was here"
Well, where are they? Where are they now?

Should, I clasp my fist around a brick
lying there silent in the street,
and hurl it upwards toward the glass
and watch it shatter at my feet?
No one will gather up the fragments
to reassemble the remains,
but rather sweep them off the pavement,
until it’s quietly replaced. (Forgotten and erased).
I grabbed the piece of broken concrete,
and held it firmly in my hand,
I gazed up to find it fading
is it not better off dead?
I stood there pondering in silence,
then raised my arm behind my head,
were those sirens in the distance?
Will they understand? (Will they understand?)
I felt the rock slip slowly from my hand.

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from Footnotes of the Wet Snow, released June 29, 2016

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Chad Anderson
Charles Tobias
Cade Arceneaux
Melissa Whitted
Christian Daigle

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