The Joy of Solipsism

By Nick Twemlow Nick Twemlow
Bring the oncoming train into focus.
Tell me your theory of the market.
Pupils dilate, trees fall,
I practice transference in my downtime.
Think of my mother watering
plants. Is
everybody really watching?
Blog me. Add to my Wiki entry.
Date me. Reply to my electronic flirt.
My mother told me she’d nominate
me for that award, if she could bear
the proxy. Show me your tits.
I shaved my balls. I took out
a second mortgage. Motherhood
frightens the elms, carves its sorry
initials into the sky’s prolapsed anus.
Each sadness passes through
me like a gallstone. My valve leaks
an amniotic canopy over the
bar I’m fragging. I’m a fragment,
a tender button. I saw my first
beetle in the periphery. Lake Shore
Drive against the ruins, the stain
of lake-effect snow a special effect,
the only weather
exhibiting any real affect.

Nick Twemlow, “The Joy of Solipsism” from Palm Trees. Copyright © 2012 by Nick Twemlow. Reprinted by permission of Nick Twemlow.

Source: Palm Trees (The Green Lantern Press, 2012)

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Poet Nick Twemlow

POET’S REGION U.S., Midwestern

Subjects Living, The Mind, Social Commentaries, Cities & Urban Life, Popular Culture

Poetic Terms Free Verse

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Poet and filmmaker Nick Twemlow is a senior editor of the Iowa Review and co-editor of Canarium Books. His first collection of poetry, Palm Trees (2012), won the Norma Farber first book award from the Poetry Society of America. Judge Timothy Liu noted of Twemlow’s work, “Reading Twemlow gives one a deep sense about what's exciting about the lyrical possibilities embodied not in just of a first book of poems but any book of . . .

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SUBJECT Living, The Mind, Social Commentaries, Cities & Urban Life, Popular Culture

POET’S REGION U.S., Midwestern

Poetic Terms Free Verse

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