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Nathan Wade Carter

24 Aug Nathan Wade Carter

SEE THROUGH

 

A head full of sand turning glass
with every douse of doubt.

I will soon be shiny and see through.
Soon I will start fires with my eyes.

All ants will die.
My species peaces out.

Poor orb. Your feeding hand is bitten.
Anything near the mouth gets bitten.

A mass does not think of impact.
Nothing will grow.

The ground is worn hard trampled.
The cowpath will survive us.

The core is said to be
part liquid part solid.

 


 

Nathan Wade Carter is a queer, grey-a poet, musician, and artist living in Portland, Oregon. His poetry can and will be found in Heavy Feather Review, Horse Less Press, Souvenir, Powder Keg Magazine, Pacifica Literary Review, and others. He writes and performs songs under the name Purrbot. He is recording a new album called DNR. Find him online at nathanwadecarter.com.

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