Two Poems

by Ben Kline

 

FEVER

 

The comet’s intrusion heated the stratosphere to a third degree 

pink. Its coma became fire, plume, screaming, unexpected

debris, why you forgot to text me about your antibody 

results. I ran toward the sirens. Did you lose your phone 

in the bay where the ferry capsized? You swam 

three miles, saved yourself, toes and lungs 

cramping. Did you have the false

frostbite? Could you taste blood

or not? I arrived at the beach, heaving,

shedding my coat, saw you shivering under the pine, 

bare arms wrapped around a paramedic’s waist, 

your knees on the yolk-splattered duffle, disregarding 

who saw us buy that palette of toilet paper and fifty bags 

of ice melting in the truck for twenty minutes 

I spent wondering which end 

was really ours

or just mine. 

 

 

UNMUTE

 

The assistant dean calls on me

in the grid of avatars and eye crust, 

 

selfish lap cats, hair defying physics,

kumbaya as a blanket over the world 

 

afire. The squares smolder.

Someone had asked why work 

 

feels more stressful in pajamas,

and I answer, Our brains

 

have learned to pixelate the distance 

between us, because our eyes cannot 

 

focus on a few cubes in ten thousand

vibrating against a dimension

 

where spike proteins and lipid

membranes are pubescent lovers,

 

excited, slippery, willing to die.

Several cameras go dark. Others 

 

log out. Someone types troll troll troll!

in the chat. A tailless calico 

 

in the bottom right adds dsdf asas fasdfsd 

fdfghjgkhl45. I hear two, maybe 

more, crying. Someone mumbles

Do any of you miss me?

 

Ben Kline lives in Cincinnati, Ohio, drinking all the coffee and gin. His chapbook SAGITTARIUS A* will be published in October 2020 by Sibling Rivalry Press. A poetry reader for The Adroit Journal and Flypaper Lit, he is the 2020 recipient of the Christopher Hewitt Award for poetry and a finalist for The Donald Hall Prize for Poetry. His work appears in The Cortland Review, Impossible Archetype, No Contact, DIAGRAM, Hobart, Juked, A&U Magazine, and many more. You can read more at https://benklineonline.wordpress.com/

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