Dan Chiasson

 

Bloom

Dan Chiasson

Mural, David Teng Olsen, 2017

Through his eyes I see in the dark.                I see through change the static.Night says to day, You do you,                then emerges bright as a peacock,its black drapery embroidery                smiley faces looking vaguely smashed.Day had a state-of-the-art screen                accentuate each pixelated daisy.You could kill the backlit spectacle                and use it as a mirror of the starsor take the comfort on its merits.                Tomorrow will be worse, it cooed.Dave put a feeding tube up where                the sun don't shine, the moongoing, Did you have to? Did you?                then smiling to show it didn't mind.Louis had the breakthrough moment                on what looked to be a pizza slice:It's the cover of your book, he said—                Dad, it's the cover of your pizza book—