Cyrus Parker

Question 1

(1)
Two miners,
an argument
about
television
and us.

(2)
Heaven frozen
over. A
cartwheel over
the
garden wall.

(3)
The bulk of my
memories:
Glimpses of sun
amongst burns
on a triangle.

(4)
The bulk of yours,
Cyrus?
A flash of
a white wall,
two school

(5)
children
dancing
on the graves
of a nun
[a suicidal

(6)
father]
and a stone’s
throw from
blissful
boredom.

– Aaron Kent

Answer 1

my memories?
a blinding
white blanket
stained with inky tendrils,
watching, waiting,

hungry
for the souls
of those
foolish enough
to test
my kindness,
graciousness.

the false prophet had to
die,
for that is the price
of knocking
on my door.

but
the boys,
oh, those boys.
they too
had a
toll
to pay.

herein lies
the difference;
the priest
demanded
my power,
yet offered no sacrifice.

the boys
sought only to
borrow
what they needed,
yet offered a sacrifice:
all for one.

– Cyrus Parker

The poetic interview with Cyrus Parker is still in progress.