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THAT THERE IS SOMETHING I SHOULD REMEMBER TO DO; 
POST-APOCALYPTIC CRIMES
THAT THERE IS SOMETHING
 I SHOULD REMEMBER TO DO

 

I drain night 

for its ashes.

I baptize salt

to store the sun.  

I gather what

little bone is left   

under my feet.

what have you been 

doing with all this time?

with all this time?

I have named years

with my hands

as I ground feathers 

with my teeth.

I clothe the air 

with words,  

and watch myth 

accept Earth. 

POST-APOCALYPTIC CRIMES

 

we must put to sleep 

the last heart,

to obscure the purpose 

already lost in our eyes. 

only to be balanced 

by annihilated curiosity.

 

all the figures yell into the sun

 

which serpent whispers now?

there are maggots in the kitchen. 

 

spit will close our dimension  

still hunt at my back.

I am a criminal,

and the apocalypse, over.  

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Jimmy Symington IV holds an MFA from Columbia University where he was a poetry fellow, and a BA in philosophy from Stony Brook University, where he received the Socratic Legacy Award. He is a contributing poetry editor at American Chordata. He currently lives and works in New York.