You Are Not Christ

By Rickey Laurentiis Rickey Laurentiis

New Orleans, Louisiana

For the drowning, yes, there is always panic.
Or peace. Your body behaving finally by instinct
alone. Crossing out wonder. Crossing out
a need to know. You only feel you need to live.
That you deserve it. Even here. Even as your chest
fills with a strange new air, you will not ask
what this means. Like prey caught in the wolf’s teeth,
but you are not the lamb. You are what’s in the lamb
that keeps it kicking. Let it.

This poem first appeared in the Collagist.

Source: Poetry (November 2012).

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This poem originally appeared in the November 2012 issue of Poetry magazine

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Biography

Rickey Laurentiis was born in New Orleans. He has received a Chancellor’s Fellowship from Washington University in St. Louis, where he is completing his MFA.

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SUBJECT Living, Death, The Body, The Mind

Poetic Terms Free Verse

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