I AM GLUON

In the gluon minutes
I wonder what to do
worry that they are
adding up and aging to
nothing but a clump
collection
of time

In the gluon hours that compile
another gluon life in the nothing
molecule of time

Sadness intervenes between the lines
between my breaths of calm--
insterstitial
like a commercial

The tortoise of doom
trying to drive this meat car
through this life
to the next one.



Forklift, Ohio - A Journal of Poetry, Cooking, & Light Industrial Safety, Issue #37, Spring 2019, p.52