Enable You To Be
In some worlds, there are insects that scream like children,
become effervescent in the moonlight, become solid. This
is the difference between what you want and what you destroy:
nobody can be you. Nobody can herald peace, quietude,
compassion, resilience, and the reversed fur of awareness—
a rumpled coat, of a peaceful memory licked by crazy tongues.
You must find a way to find. Look, listen for unknown unknowns.
The highway is already softened and ready for you
like water poised at the edge. Toughened, archaic: the possible
now has laughable resolve. Somewhere else is nowhere you are.
To Rejoice Somewhat
The piss solidified around the basin of the toilet is crusted
and a kind of cuneiform. It says, Know what to ignore.
You buy saffron gowns to greet the sunset, but you do not smile.
To be happy is to be ready for pain. To smile is to risk it.
The soft tissues just below the chin: they are where some
of our confabulations rest, spiced with cardamom and thyme.
Find your center and realize it is not the beginning. Be hot wind.
Be the one you always wished would reel and kick and hum.
Joddy Murray’s work has appeared or is forthcoming in over 70 journals, including, most recently, The Adirondack Review, Caliban Online, Crack the Spine, Diverse Voices Quarterly, Moon City Review, OxMag, Painted Bride Quarterly, Pembroke Magazine, Qwerty Magazine, Southampton Review, Texas Review, and Westview. He currently teaches writing and rhetoric in Fort Worth, Texas.