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2 Poems by Jake Bailey

4/2/2021

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Jake Bailey is a schiZotypal experientialist with published or forthcoming work in Abstract Magazine, The American Journal of Poetry, Constellations, Diode Poetry Journal, Guesthouse, Mid-American Review, Palette Poetry, PANK Magazine, Passages North, Storm Cellar, TAB: The Journal of Poetry & Poetics, Tar River Poetry, and elsewhere. Jake received his MA from Northwest Missouri State University and his MFA from Antioch University, Los Angeles. He lives in Illinois with his wife and their three dogs and you can find him on Twitter (@SaintJakeowitz) and at saintjakeowitz.wordpress.com.

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I peeled my face to fuck the snow

I know/
             The raptors at the door


They want more / To snare the toe and eye

The lie is in the loin / The coin / The calf / Sea parts staff


Parts per million

Lead paint contains what’s part-of-a-balanced-breakfast

A mess / Is the mind in retreat


I flee

See mouth and mound / Found / Can’t forget


Not yet

Not now


They peeled my face to watch the show

             They know

             They know



Barrier of Barb

The body is a barrier of barb

               For wandering light upon the lawn

                            Citrine cinders coat the expanse in fire

                Light unseen in jostling maws

                             They declawed the bears

                 But they stare all the same

      Being is a chore / When there’s more

                     Of you than is sane

       The body is a barrier of barb

                     Of bare, of sound

                                  The driver swerves over root and stem

                     He doesn’t know these grounds give rise to crack

                                  We lack whole, the hole is bulbous knife

          Life is what undoes the shell

                      And hell is wrought in wrangled snarl

                                     It mars the making of the soul

                      Your role is cast

           The body is a barrier of barb

           The body is the scarier of sins

           The body is the body is the brain

                       A stain

                       A fucking stain
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Adrienne Pilon
1/14/2022 11:26:58 am

Related to this poem, but also loved the imagery.

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