Reg Flags

There are no before and after snapshots
Just scenes of the demolition
Fading in slow like a polaroid
Blurry feelings of falling apart, together.

Claudia Rankine:
“Sometimes ‘I’ is supposed to hold what is not there until it is.
Then what is comes apart the closer you are to it.”

Wrecking ball, you swing up and away
The definition of potential energy.
Your gentle arc belies a raw power
Evident only in your eyes, revealed only to mine.

Emily Dickinson:
“The soul unto itself
Is an imperial friend--
Or the most agonizing Spy--
An Enemy -- could send”

Swing back to me, as I trust you will
Destroy me closely and carefully,
Powerfully and completely.
As I come closer to what is,
A spy plane takes photos from the clouds.