saw it all in the mirror
of the chlorinated pool
world’s swimming under-painting
you in it
as moving
us,
future-to-past, a fugue;
if not
what you’d call
a God
then a name
a fear –
of being –
ordinary
Jake Marmer is a poet and performer. His debut collection, “Jazz Talmud,” was published by the Sheep Meadow Press earlier this year. For more information, see jakemarmer.wordpress.com