wildscape. literary journal

Lately Though
by Steven Fortune

More than once I’ve piled up
at the window of this medium
with nothing but a knock
and a prayer.
My left palm,
yawning out the usual laments,
would collect a few words
and a concept,
and the medium was ever
charitable.
Lately though,
I’m shackled by a numbness,
leaving no decipherable language
with which to verify an honest effort
on my part.
All that I can offer
is a mute unraveling of incongruent
breaths,
and the mock histrionics of a beggar,
whose next exhale is dependent
on donation.
My mind and body punch a mutiny
into whatever’s left of me to write this.
Whatever this is.
The medium has left the conversation.

about the author // Steven Fortune