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Bobby Bolt

Lunch Break – A Poem by Bobby Bolt

Lunch Break

Outside the writer
watches some begging
birds hopping around
the bakery while
observing the final bite
in her hand.
To the birds
I think I heard her say,
You, too, would have
a hard time sharing
if you knew
how good this tastes.

Before she leaves
her sunlit seat
I believe she is
writing a poem on
the bottom of her shoe
with a dying cigarette,
the kind that burns
a little hole
through the sole
like another mouth
for catching
all this breath.

 

 

About the Poet:
Bobby Bolt is pursuing an MFA at Texas State University.  His work appears in Route 7 Review, Bindweed, Rappahannock Review, Sink Hollow, Runestone, Pretty Owl Poetry and Lincoln Land Review.

 

Poetry Breakfast accepts submissions of poetry and poetry related creative non-fiction year-round.  See our Submission Guidelines page for details on submitting your work.

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One Million Solar Masses – A Poem by Bobby Bolt

One Million Solar Masses

Crows, murderous and coughing, leave the evening wire meeting with an arrhythmic beating no body could contain.

I forget the slow work of machines until a mole turns over some dirt, miniature and persistent in its quiet destruction.

There are volcanoes in the sidewalk, and ants bursting from them—less ignorant than defiant of what tries to pave over old homes.

The pigeons rise, too, before the image of their sitting can stay, and I know they also wonder about the mess they’ll leave behind.

A cat in the parking lot arches and prickles its spine in reverent fear of a post-midnight shade, crying under a curtain too heavy to open.

If you told me of the singularity between us, all of us, I’d say something about the dead stars we can’t see in these, our most hungry hours.

 

 

About the Poet:
Bobby Bolt is pursuing an MFA at Texas State University.  His work appears in Route 7 Review, Bindweed, Rappahannock Review, Sink Hollow, Runestone, Pretty Owl Poetry and Lincoln Land Review.

 

Poetry Breakfast accepts submissions of poetry and poetry related creative non-fiction year-round.  See our Submission Guidelines page for details on submitting your work.

Start your morning with a nourishing poem.  Follow us on  Twitter, Facebook, and  Tumblr,  and enjoy a new poem every morning straight to your feed.

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