Middle West

It is my great pleasure to announce,

It’s mostly bad, all of this.

.

No light at the end of the

Tunnel vision flickers, flickers—then again.

.

No light at the end of the

The squint of this morning

The dissection of last night—or what if I had just said

.

After tireless searching,

I’ve found there’s nothing poetic

about the word “touchdown.”

Save for the “touch.”

And the “down.”

.

After tireless searching,

I’ve found something I can cherish

like your memory

or its opposite.

.

After tireless searching,

I’ve found the plot.

It’s right here, beside the

conflict.

.

It’s my great pleasure to announce,

I’ve found

No light at the end

Save for the “touch.”

.

I left this town in 1998

And I haven’t stopped

Leaving it since.

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Biography

Originally from Wisconsin, Ian Hill now lives in Colorado where he attempts to become comfortable with calling himself a “writer.”