Incessant Pipe

Poetry: The Bedside Book of UFO’s –Glen Armstrong

The Bedside Book of UFO’s

It’s difficult enough to see
—–  –the sky let alone
—  —anything unknown
—  —-in, against or under it.

Thunder flies (not),
—  —and fire arrows

—  —-don’t so much misfire
—  —as burn in books (historical).

Corridors (for example) open
—  —-in the clouds

—  —for beings that ride
—  —-flashlight beams.

I fear they’ll want to know
—-  —why I treated my parasol
—  —-with a microscopically thin layer
—  —-of gold,

—  —-why I’ve treated my fellow man
—  —-with the same disdain
—  —-that my mirror has dealt me.

Now Skylab is falling
—  —-at best.

———————–At worst,
those strange blots of light
—-  —will demand answers.

Glen Armstrong holds an MFA in English from the University of Massachusetts, Amherst and teaches writing at Oakland University in Rochester, Michigan. He edits a poetry journal called Cruel Garters and has two chapbooks scheduled for 2015: In Stone and The Most Awkward Silence of All. His work has appeared in Poetry Northwest, Conduit and Cloudbank.