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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
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Eric Beeny, 24, has published several chapbooks with Crescent Anchor Press, including This Isn't Professional Boxing (untitled), Histogram City, Minimal Animals and Dead End on Progressive Ave. His work has appeared in 32 Poems, Artvoice, Circle Magazine, Images, Megaera, Out of Order and Tin Lustre Mobile. He lives and works in Buffalo, NY. |
We never rally think
about what it is we manufacture.
some of us are
at home,
sick
while the rest of us are
at work,
homesick.
Around these parts,
"lunch break" means
strangling
their stick figures
with twist ties.
"refrain"
means stop
and repeat phrase.
times like these, I wonder
if moses ever split
any prophets.
we mannequins
are the only lepers left,
leaving limbs behind
like bread crumbs
to find our way back
to the factory
where,
at the beginning and end
of each day,
we manually sound
the hornets,
where
even bees on bicycles
couldn't petal
their way
to the pollen.