WILLIAM NEUMIRE
An Immortal in Therapy
Some nights I love a woman for an hour
and drive miles away to forget her,
tell myself she’s died, or I’ve died
and it’s over. I never succeed, of course;
I find myself calling back
to the part of me that takes nothing
seriously. It doesn’t work to love this world
forever; it doesn’t work to let hours crumble
around you, and rise and crumble—
it’s a normalized violence:
eventually days, seasons, even the girl
turning the corner whom I love entirely,
become another loss I’ve come to throw away
like the tear-away calendar pages inscribed
with a quote about living for the now.
William Neumire's work has recently appeared or is forthcoming
in
Los Angeles Review, Stone Canoe, Main Street Rag, and
Rattle. His
chapbooks include
Resonance of Kin (Pudding House, 2003) and
Between Worlds
(Foothills Publishing, 2003). He teaches in Syracuse, NY. (
wjneumire@msn.com).