Crank Time
There is no 4th
dimension
in crank time
traveling
faster than the
speed of
light no longer
held in
place by gravity
or dreams
of Einstein’s trains
lurching through
fallout shelters and
frigates
that sail too close
to the edge
while the earth keeps
accelerating
and wobbling ever
so slightly
centrifugal forces at
work while
tides churn and wash
as if all
the whales and sea
monsters swim
to one side of the
ocean at once
1962
dimension
in crank time
traveling
faster than the
speed of
light no longer
held in
place by gravity
or dreams
of Einstein’s trains
lurching through
fallout shelters and
frigates
that sail too close
to the edge
while the earth keeps
accelerating
and wobbling ever
so slightly
centrifugal forces at
work while
tides churn and wash
as if all
the whales and sea
monsters swim
to one side of the
ocean at once
1962
All there at the
beginning
the inexorable
descent
into a kind of
madness as
if trading green
stamps
for furniture or a
crock pot
never used or that
display lamp
with the bulb that
flickered
and smoked the
pocket
calculator turned
upside down
always reading
7734
and outside the
plate glass
window a mackerel
sky showering
missiles and
rockets
People Living in Caves
people living in caves
return to the
surface crazy the sun
no longer
comforting the moon
no longer
holding any mystery
and the stars
they never recall the
stars as if
light pollution was all
that remained
beginning
the inexorable
descent
into a kind of
madness as
if trading green
stamps
for furniture or a
crock pot
never used or that
display lamp
with the bulb that
flickered
and smoked the
calculator turned
upside down
always reading
7734
and outside the
plate glass
window a mackerel
sky showering
missiles and
rockets
People Living in Caves
people living in caves
return to the
surface crazy the sun
no longer
comforting the moon
no longer
holding any mystery
and the stars
they never recall the
stars as if
light pollution was all
that remained
Michael McInnis lives in Boston and spent six years in the
Navy sailing across the Pacific and Indian Oceans to the Persian Gulf three
times, chasing white whales and ending up only with madness. He has published
poetry and short fiction in Literary Yard, 1947, Dead Snakes, Monkey Bicycle,
Cream City Review, 5x5 Singles Club, Facets Magazine, Arshile, Nightmare of Reason,
Oak Square, Quimby Quarterly and Version 90.