Christening events of Hale Alahonua
Roommates Spring 2014
By Tyler Mobley
Out of a driftless area the
lanky midwester calls Dubuque home
what is he doing here?
Standing in the sun for no particular reason
just distance breathing on our skin
tropical warmth, a religious experience
dilated to euphoria.
High noon grazes over lawn,
we watch the grass grow greener.
Watch ants march
disappear then reappear
in our beds.
Billiards chalk lines
our entrance
a scent defense
against a million leg march.
Days rot bye talking toils
life’s manic moments
calling to Shiva, hold up these caving walls
we help each other along.
The World knows Crimea,
we’ll all cry me a
story for
tomorrow.
Walk Where You Want 