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Richard Fein


Dead Roach on the Wall

I am a false density.
Particles of the universe race through me,
like wind through a mesh.
Shards from vaporized planets
exploded stars, imploded galaxies,
my substance veers none of them.
The world between my atoms
is a cosmos in itself.
Dead roach on the wall,
or rather a dangling hollow dried up shell,
swaying like a pendulum,
held up by a literal last leg.
No matter where I move
I am the end point of a line,
a mote aligned with another mote,
that husk of a being on my wall.
And between us speeds frantic traffic,
emissaries of the infinite piercing us with equal ease.


Richard Fein has been published in many e-zines and print journals, including Birmingham Poetry Review, Small Pond, Kansas Quarterly, Blue Unicorn, Soundings East, Mississippi Review, Sunstone , ELF: Eclectic Literary Forum, and Oregon East. He lives and works in Brooklyn, New York, and says, “My current project is to write new poetry and revise my old ones.”
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