at the bottom of this pool
someone is making a mess
with pink spray paint &
don't they know spray paint
is just paint
when underwater?
deep diving some kind
of breathing expedition
& let's go evangelize
some random thought.
speaking a bunch of Z sounds
so we sound convincing
-ly French, le son.
the important lessons
from a major harassment
like lovely people looking
down at their phones.
anything that is frightening
but not dangerous.
sorry it looks like this
but I hope to come across
your physical embodiment
rather soon.
I am inside an other & then
outside, though I am still
inside a box that is not a box.
My questions for an incubator
start with a woman &
end with a woman's heart.
The weight of my thin shell
is lighter than the ancient
rhythm used to create it.
Where do I come in the order
of the living? Am I good
or am I evil? I am not
doomed to live in a world
composed of twigs & bits of paper.
Nathan Kemp lives in Akron, Ohio. His work appears or is forthcoming in cream city review, ILK Journal, inter|rupture, and Puerto del Sol, among others. He's an associate editor for Whiskey Island and is a poetry editor for Barn Owl Review. He wrangles social media for H_NGM_N.