Jack Xi: “Why You Should Risk Less Caution Today”
Or: after twelve tasks Herakles meets his ghost
- You saw a strange bird and you laughed.
- You found peace in kneeling for young eyes and trees.
- You wish to sit down.
- You haven’t seen them in a long time.
- Count on both hands. Measure half your lifetime.
- You built towers with notched blocks from three different games.
- You have herds of red goodwill losing bones in your skull.
- To be posthuman was always the dream.
- When you look up at migrating flocks, think “longing.”
- Looking up at wide buildings, you sometimes will cry.
- But now your organs lounge soft behind the blinds of your ribcage.
- There was too much freshwater where your boytoy lay whistling.
- So much water he was found, so lost to you.
- You tell yourself it is likely you won’t be found.
- There was no water where you were sitting.
- They’ll still find out. But we double and glow.
- We are stronger than our fathers.
- We are strongest when we fail them, but it never feels that way.
- The soil here is jealous of whole feet and new cloth.
- Bacteria from geysers wrote their names in flaming trails.
- You shovelled and shovelled, but the horns still showed.
- This planet is boiling slowly out of its skin.
- You had nothing sweet for breakfast.
- Both your hands are too cold.
Jack Xi (they/he) is a queer Singaporean poet and member of the writing collective /Stop@BadEndRhymes (stylised /s@ber). They’ve appeared in several poetry journals and anthologies. Find out more at jackxisg.wordpress.com.