Ed Skoog is the author of three collections of poetry, most recently Run the Red Lights (Copper Canyon, 2016).
It frogs in from the front and fails.
Concentric broadcasts summit the senses
and slide the faculty a sleeping pill.
in the bathroom, a sticker on the hot-water tank
says, It only takes one or two
seconds to become
helpless in flowing grain, or among flowering graves,
down where the boats are being unloaded.
It happens so swift, that one
shortened are the number of times
I will speak to my father alive
the days I can just goof off and no one cares
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