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Three Poems
by Elizabeth Young

Lavishing Sleep

Perhaps this is a signal to kindle weedy fires, to let our favorite
phantoms
dwindle down to reams. The pacemaker slows. The sunlamp slowly
shatters.
You can’t have everything.



Pean on Fortune's Spools
Epithalamion for Kimberly Selkoe and Benjamin Halpern

Hear ye boon aspersions
       Lampreys
rise in like hooray
    No more sharkish smiles,
omni-prisons, solemn kin.
      Only inner aeons, herms, prisms,
a polar spin on holes in aprons,
all-noon lambs tales, measly oaks pried open.

Hark! Spray-seekers
             nip yr share!
                 Jokes rain in on season.
        Lap animals, players, soakers, hikers,
polymers, play pens, hale!

Sly seas broke hermaphro-pinions
      A royal s/he
            a-soak in.
Easyspeak belies
     heeby-jeebie ayes or nays
Liminal eels,
     some holy near as hearsay.

Ridiculous
   
                     Ridiculous
to be so fucking
perched on the edge of adorable.
  How unlike a sea urchin.
  How unlike dirt.
     Stick the mic a little closer
               and you can hear my heart go
           tweet tweet tweet
           between finger and thumb.
         The boat tips in Urdu
    everything lurched.
        I guess it’s either dance or
                       leave the disco.