by Thad DeVassie
But when it starts raining frogs and broken crutches
everyone will take notice – the weather around these parts
is changing. There goes a mistuned piano plummeting
from a penthouse window. Young girls rub their tingling
knees before the onset of acid rain and thick traffic.
The one holding the leash is doing a different kind of barking.
Take it for granted, for what it is: random snippets, punch lines,
tiny revelations suggesting a world out of whack, wholly off kilter.
Ask if this is the new plague, if this is the new world disorder,
if this too shall pass with time, if spring is just around corner,
if it is even possible that this story, where sustainability is in
sustaining selfish abilities, offers us a swan song, a cameo,
at minimum a decent ending. Then notice the steel umbrella ready
for your lifting, for what rains next, as the wheels are about to come off.
Thad DeVassie is a lifelong Ohioan who writes and paints from the outskirts of Columbus. He was awarded the 2020 James Tate International Poetry Prize for his manuscript SPLENDID IRRATIONALITIES. His chapbook, THIS SIDE OF UTOPIA, will arrive in 2021 from Cervena Barva Press.