Two Poems by Ince Lachey

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observant gravity

a sort of protest
is underway performed
in excellent style by
the superfluity of those who have ever been
beloved by you
who beat with a hoop-stick against the North
Pole hoping
to reduce it materially to
a limp white cravat yet

succeeding only in dislodging
a speck of rust
you
deemed with the elevation of one
eyebrow
not rustworthy

radical nature

he wasn’t himself very often even now when he was
walking shoeless with paper
feet through wet grass
but at the same time sitting in
the shade provided by a cloud of many
insects he wants
to lay hold of to
smear along the walls where
other things of that kind were also
smeared leaning back
in his chair in
which is another man saying all
the while “leave me be”

Ince Lachey is a young astronomer fascinated by distant galaxies and black holes. Working at a renowned observatory in Maryland, he studies the mysteries of the cosmos.

Image: Los Perros pueden Cocinar, CC BY-SA 4.0 https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/4.0, via Wikimedia Commons

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