contrast

A film by Alaina Latona

Thank you in no particular order to @kaitlyntillery @danidoescolor @litterdepo @allisonwick_ @unclebizket @weaveourhands @jess_elgene @teahughess @jensmckenz @roach__b @amandap917 for humoring me and trusting the process.

“contrast”

a customer drills the professional
resting a chin in the hand
repeat pressure, repeat pressure, repeat
jaw clenched, listening to you speak
sizing each other up
can i talk to you?
it smells like a basement in here
cold damp wet and full of cardboard
boxes and backs of picture frames, games
i swear i’m broadcasting from my chest
assuming substance,
assuming form, something you like
microscopic font on the computer,
i’m coding, the formula
curling my fingers together in my pocket
bouncing up and down on planet earth
a little too far to the left and you lose
contrast
his fall crashes into my autumn,
same meaning different words
gasping and
relaxing into tobacco smoke, we ride
it out
decrescendo and
squashing a chorus of nothing,
silence on the table i’m shuffling a deck of cards
a creature bubbles under my skeleton and dies
again and again
razors in my brain
love arranges herself like a god, spent
she turns into fourteen rainbow
cheap paper chains taped to the ceiling
strategic and loud i’m
bent over a banister screaming into the foyer
(can you hear me from across the street?)
I’M HERE RIGHT NOW, THIS IS A PARADE
made for you