SurVision Magazine / Ben Nardolilli

Deep Sea Diver at a Continental Shelf

Turquoise kitchen, everything seems so submarine
even though I know aquamarine is the effect
they were hunting for when shopping,
I am afraid to let the faucet just flow,
or else it might start to puncture the ocean
and let an octopus, beak first, seep right through
the comfortable hole offered by the spigot.

Looking around for a solution, salt water?
Olive oil, vinegar, and brine make their lakes
up on the shelves, waiting for some edible craft
to come sailing along so they can pour a ride,
some vintage wine sits nearby in a jug
with a great purple Budai belly that smiles at me,
but I am afraid of calling out for a corkscrew.

So I might have to die of thirst,
nothing much I can do about the arrangement
the water will drown and the other fluids
will do nothing to wet my necessary whistle,
the paint and the fixtures are fixed as well,
I was told they are stylish emanations of the mind
of some great diviner, decreed with firm credentials.

Five Figures

Five figures invite, five forms, five bodies,
Pose and struggle with gravity,
Curves of skin, curves of hair, curves of nails,
They look at me and I become a line

There is a purple body, a red body,
Bodies glowing orange and golden, a body
Carrying a face full of green and blue,
They look at me and I become pale and brown

Do I advance? Do I go forward into them?
Do I try to find a home, or church,
Or cathedral among these five figures?
They do not smile, they look right through me

I find a divan and lay down, ready
To accept these figures, to reach these bodies,
But also ready to listen and receive
Five pasts, five futures, one present, one me

Ben Nardolilli currently lives in New York City. His work has appeared in Perigee Magazine, Red Fez, Danse Macabre, The 22 MagazBen Nardolilliine, Quail Bell Magazine, Elimae, fwriction, Inwood Indiana, Pear Noir, The Minetta Review and Yes Poetry.

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An international online magazine that publishes Surrealist poetry in English. Issue One BEN NARDOLILLI Deep Sea Diver at a Continental Shelf Turquoise kitchen, everything seems so submarine even though I know aquamarine is the effect they were hunting for when shopping, I am afraid to let the faucet just flow, or else it might start to puncture the ocean and let an octopus, beak first, seep right through the comfortable hole offered by the spigot. Looking around for a solution, salt water? Olive oil, vinegar, and brine make their lakes up on the shelves, waiting for some edible craft to come sailing along so they can pour a ride, some vintage wine sits nearby in a jug with a great purple Budai belly that smiles at me, but I am afraid of calling out for a corkscrew. So I might have to die of thirst, nothing much I can do about the arrangement the water will drown and the other fluids will do nothing to wet my necessary whistle, the paint and the fixtures are fixed as well, I was told they are stylish emanations of the mind of some great diviner, decreed with firm credentials. Five Figures Five figures invite, five forms, five bodies, Pose and struggle with gravity, Curves of skin, curves of hair, curves of nails, They look at me and I become a line There is a purple body, a red body, Bodies glowing orange and golden, a body Carrying a face full of green and blue, They look at me and I become pale and brown Do I advance? Do I go forward into them? Do I try to find a home, or church, Or cathedral among these five figures? They do not smile, they look right through me I find a divan and lay down, ready To accept these figures, to reach these bodies, But also ready to listen and receive Five pasts, five futures, one present, one me Ben Nardolilli currently lives in New York City. His work has appeared in Perigee Magazine, Red Fez, Danse Macabre, The 22 MagazBen Nardolilliine, Quail Bell Magazine, Elimae, fwriction, Inwood Indiana, Pear Noir, The Minetta Review and Yes Poetry.
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