How to be Gravity

Be a mammy–

Fleshy arms unwilling to let anything go,
and always someone fighting your grip,
trying
to muster enough speed to escape you.

Enforce the rules with the palm of your hand.

Moonlight as death,
or a jealous god.

Put heaven and hell in their place.

Know that there are more intimate places
to hook your anchors
than flesh or bone.

There’s a part of everyone
that will always escape you,
at the end.
Until then, pull everything

down,
down,

down.


‘How to be Gravity’, unpublished poem, © Jacob Sam-La Rose 2011, used by permission of the author.

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3After Lazerdrome: McDonalds, Peckham Rye

4Communion

5A Spell for Forgetting a Father

6The Hours

7Gravity

8Again

9Air

10Blacktop Universe

11Plummeting

12How to be a Basketball

13Dumb

14Driving Home in Reverse

15How to be Gravity

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23The Wolves

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34A Life in Dreams

30Lightning

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