There is a reason we call it falling in love
We are always looking forward
and neglect to see the thing
lying at our feet, across the path
It only takes a little tangle in our
toes or in our ankles
to bring our tower of illusions crashing down
Crumbling rationality and reason
independence and clarity
future and past
continuity
sanity
Love leaves us humbled, lying flat
squinting up at her blinding light
grateful for the warmth
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Published by mikepowernyc
Named one of New York's Best Emerging Poets 2019, my poetry chapbook The New Normal was published by Analog Submission Press. My novel The Zoo was published by Cacoethes Publishing House. Other poems and short stories have appeared in Subterranean Blue Poetry, The Journal of Microfiction, and Sick Lit Magazine, among others. Other works include a staged reading of my play Digging Up John Barrymore, performed by Dreamcatcher Entertainment, and five albums of original music recorded with my band Late Model Humans.
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