ElectricityContinue reading “Two Poems by Bryan Borland”
Attesting To Your Mother’s Hypocrisy
Demons invoked in the house by
sneezing — we’d call the electrician.
He’d know the psalms to be sung for it,
and the white costumes to wear.
Floating in white across the fields
of morning glories and corn, swinging
an incense burning, and a keg full
of salt water.