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Adam Simon, Frisbee Stroll, acrylic on mylar, 9 × 8.2. Image courtesy of Adam Simon and Pierogi Flat Files.

A Song Called Theodicy

after Cyrus Console







Why violence likes to get



unconcealed occasionally,



nightlong, & break some vessels.



You mean, the long drawn?out



second take of the tunnel scene?



Or the scene where a child’s



encounter on the film set



gets everybody behind



the camera to crying?



That’s not the wound



we thought long for—



Nor even the one we knew



we might have to defend.



The coils of the springs



of the theodicy of being.



Because evil’s a bad measure



of what’s happened here



& even violence can sound



pretty easy in the right mouth.



















A Song Called Curtains







Now, stripling, where’d you learn



to loll a cold satellite



down to the night beach like a kite?



Sew the curtains



into a semblance of shade.



Stammer through the winter/spring ruin



with a bad song in your ear



clocking you like a punisher.



I don’t want to worry



the crawlspace into



an infinite fire.



















A Song Called Aperture







The road started its druggy pull



& I wanted it to work me.



Then what did I think could be meant



By the phrase what fucking rids us of



That it could be some?



That it would?



That it’s a reprieve?



That we could fathom the starlight



& know what to do with our selves under it,



eating tangerines with our Maker’s?



That’s not the rhythm’s aperture—



Nor the stroke of the wrong key



In the lock, it’s not the pathway



To freedom or even longing.



What I’m on about isn’t accessibility



In those terms, it’s that a poem’s



Spun from an inherited hex, a visitant



To muddle the words out through you.












 

Joshua Marie Wilkinson’s recent and forthcoming books are Selenography (Sidebrow 2010), Swamp Isthmus (Black Ocean 2013), and The Courier’s Archive & Hymnal (Sidebrow 2014). Born and raised in Seattle, he lives in Tucson, where he teaches at the University of Arizona and works as an editor for Letter Machine Editions and the poetry/poetics site The Volta. You can read BOMBlog’s two-part conversation with him here and here.

Adam Simon is a painter living and working in Brooklyn. He recently had a solo exhibition at Studio 10 in Bushwick. He is also known for various public projects, including the Fine Art Adoption Network. For more by Adam Simon, visit his page at Pierogi Flat Files.

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