Take Care of Yourself and Get Plenty of Rest
Alli Warren
Steeped in the cooing structure unmoved in the threshold stalking that entrance stockings compelling every thing to cling to clump as is our wont
as if sympathy with one were support for the other I move among loves as aims that animate that deeming need the lack of which holds me
or anything a mouth has to utter panting on the sofa kicking up the ice lilting wilting middle where an outside used to be
Swiper don’t swipe some imp of a candle’s no light, there’s blood in the silt I forage & fold & go all frond clinging as much in cause as consequence in the crowded den of your heart’s stadium
when I said I was going to the bar I meant no death no death free the big fish holed up in pens brave the fat beneath the crumbling order of our love
all day nothing but rice I gather reams and kettle the coho I lurch where I should listen Only the mercury is true
Alli Warren’s collection, Here Come the Warm Jets, was published by City Lights in 2013.
Ladowich Magazine is available in the Apple Newsstand — https://t.co/bhbBwDr0F9 — offering just enough poetry and one longread a month. The poem published here appears in the August issue, appearing Thursday, August 27.









