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Welcome to World War Me
by Patrick Meeds

October 21, 2021 Contributed By: Patrick Meeds

Person holding a glass ball
Photo by Thomas Chan on Unsplash

I’ll be a fast-moving cloud, and you

can be low hanging fruit. Don’t be alarmed

by what you are hearing. The difference

between celebratory fireworks and celebratory

gunfire can be hard to distinguish.

Please try to stay focused.

I know the hum of the overhead projector

is soothing, but please don’t start yawning,

if you start yawning then I’ll start yawning

and then where will it end? We will take

a break and have a snack later. Now is the time

to bend yourself to the task at hand. To infest

all agencies with our sympathizers. We will

be setting all rivers on fire. You need to learn

to say goodbye in as many different languages

as possible. I know. It feels like you are trying

to hold the melody to Simple Gifts and the Ode To Joy

in your head at the same time. This is not natural.

Everyone struggles with it at first. But then, everyone

struggles with everything at first.


PATRICK MEEDS lives in Syracuse, NY and studies writing at the Syracuse YMCA’s Downtown Writer’s Center. He has been previously published in Stone Canoe literary journal, the New Ohio Review, Tupelo Quarterly,  Atticus Review, Whiskey Island, Guernica, East by Northeast, Door Is A Jar, Jokes Review, Muddy River Poetry Review, Doubly Mad, What Are Birds?, The Main Street Rag. Toho Journal, Nine Mile Review, The North Virginia Review, The Indianapolis Review, The Inflectionist, and The Blotter.

Filed Under: Featured Content, Poetry Posted On: October 21, 2021

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