American Analogue
poem by Adam Day
States one thing and means
another or says one thing
and enacts it impolitely.
Is difficulty pretending
nothing more. The scene
repeating itself. Forty feet
of woman stepping down
from a billboard to offer
on the one hand permission,
forgiveness, sex, and milk,
on the other to torment
the puritanical teen,
a one-man vice squad
waving his puny umbrella
against those mighty breasts.
A waterfall that dreams
it is a toy and the student
who takes it at its word.
Lacks a fundamental idea…
though its elusive realism
is amusing. Theorizes
outdated ideas on human
solitude, as though history
were over and the student
and his lover simply left
to linger like motes of light
in a field, people and things
increasingly out of place.
——–
Adam Day