T.E.O.T.W.A.W.K.I or The End Of The World As We Know It

america

I want to bite you in the ass

the way all your abbreviations

are assumed

& all your acronyms are true

I chase the word "HUGE"

like a balloon around

the early afternoon

having gone a whole morning

without checking the news

I wear the glasses

because my eyes get exhausted

in these frames

schadenfreude

is not an endurance test

your symptoms

& anyway ha ha

america

acting as your analyst

if I'm being honest

eventually I stop taking notes

it's like a game of hide & seek

you tire of & fall asleep

america

you big bear

you sexy fuck

I want to whisper things in your ear

like a podcast you set a sleep timer to

I put a sticker on your shoulder

that says Wake Me Up For Food

america

I sing the body eclectic

america

I sing the body acclimatising

these new pants are troublingly comfortable

you essay

america

I'm listening

I'm listening

I've got these

noise cancelling headphones

america

my america

my newfoundland

the hope that when this all blows over

we'll have something good to eat

like popcorn

G.O.O.D while you can

get it?

america

bless the machinery of war

keep it quiet

I like this film

I hope it wins the oscar

it has no plot

no heroes

but you feel

everything

Dominic Symes

Sidebar

Dominic Symes (28) is a poet from Adelaide. His poetry has been published in Australian Book Review, Australian Poetry Anthology, and Award Winning Australian Writing. He is currently undertaking a PhD in Creative Writing at the University of Adelaide where he was the recipient of the Bundey Prize for English Verse in 2018. He is a frequent collaborator with visual artists and younger poets both locally and nationally. He curates the monthly poetry reading series NO WAVE at the Wheatsheaf in Thebarton. Minor Seconds is his second chapbook. His first NOW NOW, was released through Garron Press in October 2018. More of his work is available at http://www.domsymes.com