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Three Poems by Me

Casey Cantrell
1 min readJan 30, 2021

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These poems were originally published in Issue 4 of Orange Blush Zine. Go give it a read.

On the Wire

she’s fervent
like a hissing wire
like a cut wire
lashing its current

the birds sing
too-weet too-weet
perched in their rows
like choirs

how i wish i could
grasp like they do
conducting so sweetly
their electric lines

Wildfire

You rise a dawn from the treetops
Clutching the horizon like a caress
And blazing the woods white and gold

I could watch your light forever
Engulf me, Wildfire
And make me your fire, too

black hole

I.

condense creation
to a point
and time ceases

like two voices
trailing off
in the dark

II.

with enough mass
physics turn abstract

neutrons crack
and collapse
into each other

and the universe follows

III.

i remember one night
i woke up
overwhelmed

by a music
that had no sound

the notes
collapsed
into one

like jazz
keeping time
when time
has ceased

IV.

and how could i sleep without telling you
about this impossible music
how it played
at the thought of you

V.

whispers
slipping past

the event horizon

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