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[Poetry]

PAIRED IS LOST
by Emily Berger

Missing stops missed a mother under running a son
he stands sits slant on a chair, slouched ballerina I
couldn’t care less. Standing sitting a boy is missing
stops caring of museums on floors he sits picking hands.
Stupid was sitting, was standing, was an afternoon spent
on a train, close eyed accordion muse a boy is pulled on. Track
it is a test, this missing stopping and waiting does he
worry not knowing where we worry the door is cracked
unnoticed it’s late. Night slips a boy through cracks after
sleeping is slept. Is this where we wait? The boy can wait
can’t he? Can’t stop standing slant, a parently embarrassed
we’re side by slant. Ballerina slouched and sleeping, a boy is
nodding patient of a muse he talks of girls in shops we’re
off, he stays on. We’re waiting, at times one stays, the other’s
missing curfew missing the cracks of doors not shut. A boy
slouched beneath a movie we watch words in French.

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