The Tourists

~ on Joan Mitchell’s, City Landscape, 1955 

in the city that isn’t a city
titanium paleolithic planks
cling to each other like stuck gum
smashing defeated rainbows beneath
impasto heaves (there are no heavens in this city)
candied drips defy logic while betraying what lies
waffle between layers
we all get to train through this metropolis wreckage
some of us with sticky brushes
some of us with eyes plunged deep in lint pockets
there was no mistaking the awkward pitch of skyline
slivered through the mind’s eye for lack of distance
or the clumps of toy cars in their box eldered bug wads
snapshot while spreadeagled over the bus rail on avenue d 

KOSS

Koss won the 2021 Wergle Flomp Humor Poetry Award with My Therapist Sez and received BOTN nominations in 2021 for fiction (Bending Genres) and poetry (Kissing Dynamite). Keep up with Koss on Twitter @Koss51209969 and Instagram @koss_singular. Find links to their writing and see what they are up to on their website at http://koss-works.com.