Is This

Poetry by Alex Russell

Brains get rewired all the time; night is when it happens,
mostly; I’m in years, realistic as dirt, asphalt, caked-over
orgasms; hearts as grotesque as real hearts, sticky plump
biology as in bravery; see, aorta and veins & skin tectonics
all remember, jump at love & the idea of life like in music
when notes jump / Tell me the real deal, in cupped hands,
old …