I Woke Up by Keith Mark Gaboury

Can we kill
this memory like swallowing
a galactic arm?

“I Woke Up” by Keith Mark Gaboury

in a root of speed
where tree rung
limbs sprouted
out, bursting through
my boyhood’s
bed frame confinement
when you walked in
to find my berries
pulsing within a box
of adolescent air.
               OH MY
dropped from your lips
like construction bricks.
I of course
draped my exposure
under my blue earth
blanket. Can we kill
this memory like swallowing
a galactic arm? A pancake fry
muscled under
the bathroom door
as my juice squirmed down
our hungry drain.

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Keith Mark Gaboury earned an MFA in creative writing from Emerson College. His poems have appeared in such publications as Eclectica Magazine, Five 2 One Magazine, and New Millennium Writings. After spending his days as a preschool teacher, Keith spends his nights writing poetry in San Francisco, California.