While the Ball Keeps Bouncing Against the Wall (2025), Maria Golosnaya
FUTURE OF AN ILLUSION
Evan Kerr
Against the ineluctable lucidity
Of tomorrow playing tricks in salt and dirt
And letting skin purple then blue
It was useful to be good, it was
A wind of shifting tenses
In the gearbox of night
Life colliding with life
Stars dyed in pixelated blood
Something extra lost
Down the side of language’s garish wound
Sad eyes and mouth a duplex receptacle
Forsaking hope in light
Well I dedicate these words to no one
Representing nothing
Libidinal ornaments stitched loose
Along the edges of eroding center
And thought
Breaking promises quickly made
Against the recourse to what came before
Evan Kerr is writer from Baytown, Texas. When not writing he can be found reading and struggling to write. Sometimes he plays guitar. In the fall, he will begin a PhD in English literature at the University of Virginia.