by Jennifer Metsker   

Kendall Babl

I texted your landline recently.

It’s a mistake
to believe I can reach you.

There’s too much opportunity for
empty exchange: a funerary algorithm,

a perforation, a prairie, a prayer.

Are we the krill in the waveform?

I’m ashamed,
sifted, displaced, tracked-out, fenced-out.

Arriving to the slag:
airborne seed.

A community.

Jennifer Metsker’s poetry has been published in Beloit, Birdfeast, Cream City Review, Gulf Coast, The Southern Review, The Seattle Review, Rhino and many other journals. Her audio poetry has been featured regularly on the BBC Radio program Short Cuts.

Kendall Babl is a sculptor, musician, arborist, and writer who has exhibited work internationally. He has been published in Kipseli and Sound Sculpture and is the founder of the art agency BU-CON which can be found at bucon.earth.