You Are Now Beyond Hope

by

Carrie Moran

I'm in that part of the country
where God is an adjective

He is a passing billboard &
She is a handwritten sign

All those open smiles
locked and loaded

Keep your tongue sweet
as the whole hive

Everything stings in
these desert edge towns

I wonder what they'd
name her compromise

It’s a dotted line impossibility
constellations mixed up in water

Seventy one percent sure
they live on the ground

 


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