John W. McEwers Poems

I see that look in your eye, brother.
Like you think I should be preserved in a jar
and my DNA should be saved and used
to create a new John W McEwers.
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Squish the world between your fingers
feel it ooze through the cracks.
How does that feel, children?
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I once went a week without eating
then a week without moving
bowels
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That floating guy from He-Man
What was his name?

I think it starts with an 'I',
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Squirming, uncomfortable,
like acid running down the pale
outside of a jello mold,
red ravines cut from the melting.
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Nakumbuka nilipokuwa mtoto,
Nilikula minyoo baada ya mvua
Mimi mchanganyiko mbwa chakula katika barafu cream yangu
Nilicheza vyura
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When a man loses everything he used to use to identify himself as a man, what is left?

I call him John.
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I always thought yours would be
the last eyes I'd see in this world.

A long gaze from beneath clean white sheets
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Keep counting.
The days will pile in your hands
until sunsets spill from you fingertips,
and the lost time wiggles from your pockets,
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