Poetry Challenge - Day 11

For today's prompt, take the phrase "Maybe (blank);" replace the blank with a word or phrase; make the new phrase the title of your poem; and then, write the poem. Some example titles might be: "Maybe I should've read the instructions first," "Maybe I was wrong," "Maybe the world is flat," or whatever else y'all can muster. I admit that my brain is a little exhausted.



Maybe This Dissolution

Maybe this dissolution won't be in vain
The long line of history rolls out
like a dropped ball of yarn
unspooling, getting impossibly tangled

the ships canvas unfurls hard into the wind
the manuscript dries and the big book is shut
the protestors rip the glued posters from the wall
the painting sells for 45 million dollars
the blast shatters the amulet and the tablet and the tomb

the dead white male dies even more
the gallery space is empty and that is the show
hard acid takes the drummer all the way down
the human puppet is given the microphone
and brushed with blush and tells us there is us
and them and the day is coming
and the prostitute is six and seen around the world
smiling a little
and the poppy is scraped clean
as music writes itself in the Romantic idiom
and a chateau is made full-size out of pennies and gum
and the hive is in disorder
and the starfish was ashore
in the thousands
in the moonlight

and still the signs
'will work for food'

next to us is a dimension
it is closer than ever
the flat plane of ancestors
their pain, pleasure, purpose
dimensioned flat and spoolable like yarn
that can be knit
somehow into the shape of the new

we will awaken to one day
we will awaken someday
to something else
entirely

we will see the invisible
or wear it like skin
and then
we will have to give it
a name

and can say
we knew it all along
we saw it coming
we new there was something

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