by Alex Youngman
The center cannot
Hold, unless it does. Sometimes
The center’s all there is,
With all kinds of rough
Beasts slouching circuitous
Circles around it,
An endless array
Of groundhogs looking backwards
To see only a gap.
Things don’t fall apart, rather,
They keep on repeating.
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Alex Youngman is a librarian living in North Carolina. He is the author of Some Bugs (Bottlecap Press, 2022) and I Can’t See It Now (Alien Buddha Press, 2023).
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