Plummeting timelessness:
when she’s truly starting
that apical moment of
maximum human sexual connection.
Piercing sadness:
eyes begin to close.
Memory is strange;
I was weeping for myself.
Someone was going to have to die.
Her whole life led inexorably
to that moment.
I was so sad.
Lying there, listening to her talk,
nothing else mattered.
I loved her.
End of story.

Source: Brief Interviews with Hideous Men

GARY GLAUBER is a poet, fiction writer, teacher, and aficionado of obscure power pop music. He was a proud participant in The Found Poetry Review’s Pulitzer Remix project in April 2013. Recent poems are published or forthcoming in; Stone Voices; Flutter Poetry Journal, The Bicycle Review; Red Ochre Lit; The Kitchen Poet; Untitled, With Passengers; Chupa Chabra House; Eunoia Review; and Black Cat Lit.

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