Evanescence | Sy Roth - Appreciate Language and Form through the Best Contemporary Poetry

Evanescence | Sy Roth

Thought played
Like a cavorting imp,
Unrestrained,
Struggling against the leash
used to bind her.
She mewled cat phrases
While she tore at the frayed edges
Of crenellated brain cells
With her uncapped claws.
All downstrokes,
Ripped blinding synaptic gashes.
A phone winkled
In surprise visit
And the thought,
Scared child,
Swept itself into the darkness,
Darted away into the ether
Lost forever.

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