Dynasty
Early season the trout lean & ravenous
rise to rain
we eggs of misogyny pound beer cans down
you toast to rain to drop & drop the bait & raise to blind depths
that fathom you
blackguarded eggs, fecund with nothing
salmon egg cluster
radiant gasoline over shredded water,
let the sinkers drop, lead
our lines jig the dead eggs puppeteer of still-lives
off the lakebed—raise & drop the bait, you raise this boy the man, fallow
your grave face what we use as lure you taught
taunt bull trout to impregnate hungry guts
with eggs like bunched grapes, lascivious fertility
the eggs recall you brought another woman home
the hands the thighs the moans
slept until shift
raised & dropped
the morning,
when your child asked you answered another stranger
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rise to rain
we eggs of misogyny pound beer cans down
you toast to rain to drop & drop the bait & raise to blind depths
that fathom you
blackguarded eggs, fecund with nothing
salmon egg cluster
radiant gasoline over shredded water,
let the sinkers drop, lead
our lines jig the dead eggs puppeteer of still-lives
off the lakebed—raise & drop the bait, you raise this boy the man, fallow
your grave face what we use as lure you taught
taunt bull trout to impregnate hungry guts
with eggs like bunched grapes, lascivious fertility
the eggs recall you brought another woman home
the hands the thighs the moans
slept until shift
raised & dropped
the morning,
when your child asked you answered another stranger
Matthew Kaler
View all poems by Matthew Kaler