On a Connect-the-Dots by Gregory Stapp

On a Connect-the-Dots
 
A woman hangs her heart on a piercing hook.
Casts her line across a lake.
 
Draw lines between locations.
Ancient men divot the sand with sticks and fingers.
 
The inverted colour image of a section of galaxy.
Black stars on a white background.
 
Christmas lights exposed by day.
No city-by-night, but nude connective wires.
 
A bowl full of grapes, a bull, a man clubbing a lion.
A hand, a foot, shoulder, eye.
 
The forgotten distance.
The dust of the erasure of lines swept to the floor.
 
The end of every sentence scattered like seeds.
The drawn silence.

Gregory Stapp

Gregory Stapp received his BA from the University of Oklahoma and his MFA from Queens University of Charlotte. His poems have appeared in Outside In Literary and Travel Magazine, the Gutters and Alleyways anthology, Limehawk Journal, Shot Glass, and Rat’s Ass Review, among others. He recently served as the Poetry Editor for Qu: A Literary Magazine.