from Some Futuristic Afternoons
We’re all waiting for the sex doll to arrive. I have my regrets, forgetting to wave goodbye. I knew the hospital room was vacant but I knocked anyway. Death prevents the dead from being understood but not from getting in bed. The mime points at the wind. Wanting to understand is a bad habit. A tunafish sandwich laced with hooks.
C Dylan Bassett is the author of three forthcoming chapbooks, Some Futuristic Afternoons (Strange Cage, 2014), Lake Story (Thrush Press, 2014), and One Continuous Window (Mouthfeel Press, 2014). His poems are featured/forthcoming in Cincinnati Review, CutBank, Diagram, Hayden’s Ferry Review, Pleiades, Verse Daily and elsewhere. He attends the Iowa Writers’ Workshop.