Ayre (himself remaining anonymous)

A New Poem by Jimin Seo

May 17, 2017  By Jimin Seo

Ayre (himself remaining anonymous)


Child, my world-scape sways.
My final bedtime. My attendant
music. So short, what you take.


Will you leave when I’m done
leaving? Or soonest mended,
yourself go early? 10 o’clock,


I am dying. 10 o’clock who is
leaving. Whose planet spins.
Whose organ bedside, sings?


Pinned: whose constellation rot.
Whose starlight wrought. Child,
whose eternal ping this blackening


mine will mind? Nevermind
my throat its miscarriage, trot.
Nowhere my sirens internal


syrinx. Stop. Pegasus. Corvus.
Sphinx. Delphic mouthpiece,
shrink. 10 o’clock, 10 o’clock.

Jimin Seo
Jimin Seo
Jimin Seo lives and works in New York City.

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