Live Electronics

up & grinding
the stars’ bones

metronomes
right twice

then burned.
I learned doves

pollinate, eating
seeds and

fruits, proof
even peace can

be of use.
The truth

puts up
its hair, its

hackles
its best

defense
I hold a name

for it in my
broken

teeth,
oscillator knob

in one hand
sun dust

crawling out
the other fist

Tom Snarsky

Issue One

Tom Snarsky is a poet