Audacity City
Mark DuCharme
i.
The brute parts went elsewhere
In the glamour of a turmoil
Where Belmondo & Seberg kiss
Quietly as somewhere else
To know that love is brutal
Or exhaust its vividness
& Everything brimming with light
In windows where I don’t see
Hate pretty as rotten elsewheres
& The carelessness in your eyes
Which splatter all they know
In the force of song which rhythm breeds
Drenched in bleak photography
& Everything brimming with light
To live in the mysterious night which tracks us
Petty in our care
Brutal without number
& The form of skies awakening
Quietly as somewhere else
Bursting through trees
ii.
The heat swells
& I’m still not sure
To sleep in separate
Rounds, as if
Faded up the street
In a haunting motif
Midnight less than double
Brilliant when wicked
Love dies
Turning music
Wrong floor upward
When we exploded
Into night
Mark DuCharme is the author of The Unfinished: Books I-VI (2013), among many other volumes of poetry. Most recently, Counter Fluencies 1-20 was published in the print journal The Lune (2017), and We, the Monstrous: Script for an Unrealizable Film is soon to appear from The Operating System. His poetry is recent or forthcoming in Caliban Online, Colorado Review, Dispatches from the Poetry Wars, Futures Trading, Monday Night, Otoliths and Word For/Word. He lives in Boulder, Colorado.
