"Nightfall" by Cedar Sigo

The crumpled steel

guarded movement


its offering, dead

bells on felt

squares


walk your

body around its

outline, in some

distress and rust


you got it right


*


see through-

enter off

the sides


no edge left

unturned, blurred


in point of fact


a soft glow beckons

before we are barred


from the lights

the way we like


*


any number of ways

to squeeze a brushed

defenseless box


meaning mind pouring

holes down through

the top reinforcing

its phantom


dust coated tongues

of grey green plants

open prairie


*


I would like it better

strolling each side alone


iron grips


the long and dark

long and bright


divided



CEDAR SIGO was raised on the Suquamish Reservation in the Pacific Northwest and studied at The Jack Kerouac School of Disembodied Poetics at the Naropa Institute. A book of lectures, Guard the Mysteries will be published by Wave Books in June 2021.