Colin Dodds

Graverty’s Revenge

The boundless imagination
that always deposits us on familiar shores
The horizon
The many habits of the visible

The increasing unlikelihood of distinguishing
what’s real from what’s just filling in the blanks

Conversations dribble to gutters
of nationalism autobiography family trauma

Creatures of the lowest reaches
wait at every cusp of every sleep
pretending what they offer is cheap

The tragedy of intelligence

Yoga mats rock and roll
leisurely liquor and Buddhism for the businessman

Every known escape from home
devolves into another fertility rite

dissolves into the numb devouring cloud
and unclowning clowner
of all earnest men and endeavors
where I pretend to be a tourist