Sweet Nothing blips: THROTTLING

Nate Pritts reading:
Throttling

Wake up there is sunlight
all over morning

I am sitting in a place where you are not
sitting with me

this is an absence correctable or else
life is a spent thing withered
then I am
blasting

all these particles to nothing
with my loneliness
that is a loneliness for you & an ache
for my own burning lights & more people

this need so immediate perfect & grey
like rain like waiting
outside the door the piano
some delicate throatings
daffodils & tulips this lovely fire
theft I won't cry at anymore

I've already wasted half my life
for some echo over miles
of stars & of words my voice
thin & thinning O the syllables
I would stretch out some kind of tether
I can't find the light anymore


from Sweet Nothing (Lowbrow Press, 2011)
www.natepritts.com

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