Subcritical Tests
By Ailbhe Darcy & S.J. Fowler.
TRUMPET
I want to believe there’s something in the bunker,
in the cowslip’s bell. stockpiles of shivery paper,
caffeine, nicotine and romance. and not just romance.
onion
juice and doubled tongues for the scurvy and
amnesia.
I want a double ration: The world to keep going;
the world to end in my time. I don’t want to miss it.