We Install a Sump Pump on (What Used To Be) a Holiday (Take 5)
Jake Sheff
“…friends should have all things in common.” Plato, Phaedrus
Go and tell your Saudi friend from the bar
Last night, I might have left some onion rings
In his truck, but even the sweet peas are culpable
Sometimes. I said a quick prayer to Justice this
Morning; she got annoyed when my recent discovery –
That men are inherently good – led to my burying
My sad revolver. It irks my wrench to meet
The counter-flux of motion’s touch with little
Risk involved. The forks in your toolbox reject
The null hypothesis and plutocrats. Let’s plug
Her in and see what happens…It sounds to me
Like bodies becoming free and equal; the encore
Of ashes heavy with the weight of former feelings.
You’ll tell me when the moon is right, when the fish
Up at Leech Lake will think my line is worth knowing,
Right? The birds there in Chippewa National Forest
Are lucky; they are not made invisible by ideals like
Relativity. Could you please reset my circuit breaker?
Jake Sheff is a pediatrician and veteran of the US Air Force. He’s married with a daughter and six pets. Poems and short stories of Jake’s have been published widely. Some have even been nominated for prizes. His chapbook is “Looting Versailles” (Alabaster Leaves Publishing). A full-length collection of formal poetry, “A Kiss to Betray the Universe,” is forthcoming from White Violet Press.
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