thoughts scare
even fish,
water’s sky a screen
blurring the sun to pale gold
until the sea is so cold the world’s fitness
is suspect. Imagine your own death, tears sting like mace

but you can’t close your eyes. What do you see? Try to base
your answer on becoming lightning, witness
to the true sky at last. Hold
this vision between
teeth: a wish
like bare


Robert Wynne earned his MFA in Creative Writing from Antioch University. A former co-editor of Cider Press Review, he has published 6 chapbooks, and 3 full-length books of poetry, the most recent being “Self-Portrait as Odysseus,” published in 2011 by Tebot Bach Press. He’s won numerous prizes, and his poetry has appeared in magazines and anthologies throughout North America. He lives in Burleson, TX with his wife and 2 rambunctious dogs. His online home is www.rwynne.com.


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