While You’re Breaking Beautiful


James R. Lynch

I will see Jesus
But also shriveled dicks and microballs
And Orvieto’s lazy racers 

With their slow waving hands & diesel fumes
I’ll dwell on the banks 
Of cathedrals and churches

Intrigued by
How the bodegas were carved
Out of cathedrals 

& the cathedrals were
Heaven manifested on this earth 
But none of my research told me

The flusher would be a button on a wall 
And it’d be a mortal sin
If any of this country became de-

Consecrated, just one more space
Where the paintings are 
Priceless and the gift shop is overpriced

How the sign outside where 
Keats and Shelley are buried warns: “This is 
An active graveyard” As if to promise 

Cartwheeling ghosts at that sun-dead afternoon hour
Where the shops close for l’ora del pisolino
Don’t break the spell yourself 

Out of fear 
—-it will inevitably break
Like the ubiquitous pottery bits i kick as i walk

How blue lights can give the impression 
Of water or how fortress hill towns 
Suggest human nature–

I’ll remind myself how some hearts, fossilized,
Don’t burn
How what is breaking 

Can be beautiful (how beautiful I feel)
Yes, the inspiring Roman pyramid
But I, homesick, was more enchanted 

By the chunky tabby 
Laid out on an immortal slab
Curling and uncurling its tail 

Half closing its eyes in feline affection 
I’ll have to make peace with putting on a button
Down and the creased pants,

With pro-wrestling and playstation and cheeseburger
Assembly lines and the not chasing of 
A poet’s dream of euros and ducklings

Behind luminaries
I’m not ready to let go of this travel as salvation
To, bags down, 

Having to ask you, love, 
Are you healthy?
Do they have any plans 

To make sure you’re ever healthy?
I don’t want to ask how old can a boy get
I have to admit I hate that 

It took your disease
———-to finally make a man out of me.


James R. Lynch writes short stories and poetry in Northern New Jersey. He has been published in Beyond Queer Words, Darker Than Night, Dark Mirrors, and Saints and Sinners: New Fiction From The Festival.


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