"Blank Modern Art Sonnet" by Joanna Cleary
Blank Modern Art Sonnet
today, when i drive home in a downpour,
i see that metal sculpture streaked with rust
no one ever notices anymore
by the highway.
(it’s as mean as a heart:
you said, you said, you said.)
i told you once
we should leave the car, run naked through trees,
live out childhood fantasies we’re ashamed
we still have.
you thought that i was joking
and said we could play rough in our bodies
until they betrayed us, then when they did
you’d hurt for me.
the rain still hasn’t stopped
as i park;
it makes me forget sunlight,
how we’d warm one another’s steel-
soaked skins.
(That thing? you say, inside.
It’ll be torn down.)
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