In Knucklebones, This Is What We Keep

by Peter Erich

Outreach the ostrich 

in the realm of excuse my long arm 

scotch bonnets 
that hiss in tear ducts 

on a boat being towed 

with a jimmy-rigged 
bungie cord 

it holds you in the cross-hairs 
you with fingers-crossed 

this is the season 
for moleskins in your 
backpacks back pocket 

to write words on spools. 
to close wounds when 
seams splinter. 
You need stitching.