What Rough Beast | Poem for March 12, 2017

Chad Foret
Ngarong feat. The Autocrats

The stragglers are fashioned into borders by cigar
Light. This is how I romance erosion, rearranging

The republic until unrecognizable. When the mortar
Was depleted, poverty answered my prayers. Once,

A ronin would disappear around their other arm,
But I traded CDOs for honor, antiques in acid

Baths, so they shine in some capacity. Sometimes
It is easier to rage than admit you are a megalodon.

The details should destroy us, whittle loneliness
Into something tender. I’m awake as I can under

-stand, the baddest seed with everywhere to be.

 

Chad Foret is a PhD candidate in Poetry at the University of Southern Mississippi where he assists in the publication of the Robert Frost Review and teach composition. His work has appeared in Louisiana Literature, The Midwest Quarterly, the anthology Down to the Dark River, and was selected as a finalist for the 2017 Tennessee Williams Fest Poetry Award.

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