Game Night

By Conor O'Callaghan Conor O'Callaghan
Love not   
being in the loop.   

Grant the spruces’ wish,   
the golf compound   
graying out of use,   
suvs in the it lot,   
power outage,   
a chorus from the quad.   

Bless the elsewhere   
where others are   
not here or you.   

And rain   
after midnight . . .      
Ask yourself,   
is that rain or bells?

Source: Poetry (March 2009).

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