Stuart Dischell

Relentless Soliloquy

The people on the bus mean nothing to me now
Their cares are like mine. Let them ride on


I had the wish you are supposed to wish.
I had the prayer for the blind dead god.


Cash in my hand and a fish in my mouth,
I sailed over the broken ground.


What, did you see the treasure of my chest
Was ripped and de-doublooned?


Buried to my head in the tide
I swam through the well of my throat.




“Relentless Soliloquy” is from Backwards Days (Penguin, October 2007), and was first published in Forklift, Ohio.