Two Poems by Elijah Burrell
ATTENTION DEFICIT
All of us
gabble and yelp and caterwaul
even the war mutters in the gutter
between the borders
of our fame-leaning lives
no one bothers
to listen
mine is some voice blabbering
just under the pit’s strings
from behind the curtains
on and on and on
come see what I’ve written
come see me enact it
someone
kiss my mouth shut
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LIFE IN A TUNER KNOB
A cosmic hand grips fingers around
the tuner’s circle, twists the dial
back and forth until it finds somewhere
to settle; a clarity within
the static waves the red line reels
against. A blaring ad slurs into
Buddy Holly’s “Rave On.” The cosmic
hand rests. Tell me not to be lonely,
sings Buddy. A welcome interlude
from gliding, aimless rummage. The red
line seems to glow a little brighter.
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Elijah Burrell currently works toward his MFA in the Bennington Writing Seminars. His poetry has appeared in Measure, The Sugar House Review, Muscle & Blood, and other publications. He reside in Jefferson City, Missouri with his wife and two little girls.
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