Poetry by Zachary C. Bush

As the sun melts the wax from my wings

-to D.E.M

 

I hear Peter’s voice rattling between

Drags off a Marlboro Red

And over the wind he says

 

“My boy, everything comes

full circle,” and, “how you get

in is how you get out…”

 

And I look down and see

Your face taking shape

In the white-cap sea. Two

 

Waves break on top of you. Erasing

Your brown eyes and opening your mouth;

I can smell your breath.

 

 

 

Zachary C. Bush, 23, is a writer of poetry and prose. He will be moving to NYC in December. His work has appeared or is forthcoming in journals like Ghoti Magazine, JUICE, Word Riot, R.KV.R.Y Quarterly, VOX # 3, Poet Plant Press: LUNCH Anthology  (2007), Noneuclidean Café, The Commonline Project, Debris Magazine, among others. He is also the author of three forthcoming chapbooks through Scintillating Publications, Pudding House, and Kendra Steiner Editions. All three should be released in 2007.

 

ZCB is an “operative” member of the Guerilla Poetics Project. You can contact him at: myspace.com/zcbpoetry and/orhttp://writingsfromtheunderground.blogspot.com.