Months of miles back
on the diving end of the highway
with the slow jam of July sizzling out.
Lost: home. The memory lasts and lasts.

Traded one black hole for another
cavern: sidewalks, soda pop,
polka dots, crushed nips –
cracked and waning underneath
the squeak and scroll of an antique strut.

Phone cradles clatter in the trunks
of parked cars, dimly lit lots,
pinprick holes in the ceiling.
Here: the solstice starlight twist.
All question, eternal dial tone.

What’s wrong with poetry? This:
I will destroy my own body
just to get out of it.

Chandler Veilleux is a queer transmasculine poet living in southern New Hampshire. He is an MFA candidate at New England College. His work has been featured in Impossible Archetype, Persephone’s Daughters, and the stage adaption Allowables.