Glen Armstrong: “The Middle”

The Middle

In the middle of the horse.
There’s a better horse.
Or maybe the better horse.
Lives in another dimension.
Watching this horse on television.
I am a sock puppet.
The things I say rarely.
Reach out from the middle.
Of the things I say.
To actually say something.

About a horse.
That probably doesn’t exist.
I have to break a lot of eggs.
To unlock the egg’s cakey goodness.
I am a fruitcake and that green.
Candied thing is both my soul.
And my kryptonite.
Another sunrise makes office space.
Of the skyline painted.
In twilight’s cave.

 

Glen Armstrong holds an MFA in English from the University of Massachusetts, Amherst and teaches writing at Oakland University in Rochester, Michigan. He edits a poetry journal called Cruel Garters and has three recent chapbooks: Set List (Bitchin Kitsch), In Stone, and The Most Awkward Silence of All (both Cruel Garters Press). His work has appeared in Poetry Northwest, Conduit, and Cloudbank.