David Bromige

 

Poem Beginning with a Line by Pindear (1)  A mattress factory explodes Then the ticking is noticed This is called establishing Excitement goes control Take this apart take time This is the pleasure spitball Swimming from the hips The Count-on-it effect We derelicts squat our time Resembles the ruined halls For-the-duration embraces Narrative’s arch uncertainties And are you there listening That’s what I have to trust This is establishing us Both puddles in a sea of faces Deep enough to dr—swim in Our initializing had to abstract What it was as ticking presence To what the world can talk about An event worth photographing Developing then printing time We can’t be wasting since it’s us Eats us then spits this out You walk I sit you hear I talk Hands are restless otherwise busied Words all over everywhere as it Sentences them to say lonely In paragraphs named loneliness Our lives watch one another Deed that was wanted Hearts break guts ache boredom That can’t call back elation Would recall high disjunction to Explode : Euphoria alone makes life Worth enduring the establishing