A View Across the Bridge at Me

by Tom Saer

‘Can you give me a cautious “yes”?’
floats up to me from the past,
one of my first auditions.
Time is a flat circle for me for
five small portal minutes.
Out of my pint glass body, staring at the stage, the wormhole made when I think about what things look like from the from the
I bridge the past into my repeating head, I look at five years old, fifteen years old,
the eyes of an acted Catherine
The biggest things I’d ever seen
I saw them yawning gaping asking
in the table wood,
The brownest things I’d ever seen.
What have you done to me?
Am I Eddie?
Off the asteroid conveyor belt at last
Annihilation singing
in my head forever

The Poor Print

The Poor Print is Oriel College's student newspaper, with contributions from across the JCR, MCR, SCR, and staff. Our current Executive Editors are Siddiq Islam and Jerric Chong.

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