read Heart of Darkness in the hotel bed.
Next day, took photographs of bricks, a burned-out
snuggery I loved. Then bought three books
of poetry. Saw works by Rubens, Brueghel,
The night before, two members of our favorite
band, in concert in a stranger’s living
room. And how could I forget the morning
sex? Right now, it’s late Beethoven in
my earbuds. Ale in front of me. The sky
inscrutable: from clouds to sun, then bluster,
sun again. Gods being gods. The music?
Beauty tempting terror. It’s sublime.
Thomas Zimmerman (he/him) teaches English, directs the Writing Center, and edits The Big Windows Review https://thebigwindowsreview.com/ at Washtenaw Community College, in Ann Arbor, Michigan, USA. His poems have appeared recently in dadakuku, Grand Little Things, and The Minison Zine. His latest book is Dead Man's Quintet (Cyberwit, 2023). https:/thomaszimmerman.wordpress.com Twitter: @bwr_tom IG: tzman2012 FB: Tom.Zimmerman.315