Darren C. Demaree
 
  
WE ARE ARROWS #25
  
Dangled obedience, 
our flesh, the hinges  
of our flesh, the adult  
of our flesh, has  
enough history to  
plunge, compounded  
by our exertions to be  
a bird, to hunt the  
sun, the worm, the  
opened skins of our  
grounded  
contemporaries.	 
     I want most of  
all to find the  
momentum of gravity,  
to become planted,  
face first, into the  
ribcage of a finch, to  
nestle inside the torn  
wings of it, to rename  
it whatever I please. 
        This is  
why we have saved  
flight for machines. 
     This is why all  
birds know their taste  
for innards does little  
to make them special. 
 
 
 
 
 
 
  
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Darren C. Demaree is living in Columbus, Ohio with his wife and children.  He is the author of "As We Refer to Our Bodies" (2013) and "Not For Art Nor Prayer" (2014), both are forthcoming from 8th House Publishing.  He is the recipient of two Pushcart Prize nominations.
 
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