From “Psychonauts”

One really good thing about having a ton of writing piled up is that you always have something written. I try to blog every day, but after a full day of editing, my own creativity is a bit dried out.

So, here is a poem I wrote this past summer. It’s set aside to go into a collection I’m working on titled Psychonauts.

The Beat

All the gods have become one
god with many faces. He/she/they
direct me without words to find
my words that lie coiled in
the cosmic claw machine.

I am not the prize.

I am the metal jaw descending
into the black light night to
the tune of electric flatlining.

Between the tocks my heart
slows to stop so I can be present.
The muse fills the space
benevolent and bright
in chartreusean shades
of vivid. I am all there is
in this psychedelic tableau
except the inkpot that towers
lidded and waiting
spinning hot and not fading
filling the cube until the pot
the muse and me
are one.

My heart
—regains—
the beat.

About Angela Yuriko Smith

Angela Yuriko Smith's work has been published in several print and online publications, including the “Horror Writers Association's Poetry Showcase” vols. 2-4, “Christmas Lites” vols. 1-6 and the “Where the Stars Rise: Asian Science Fiction and Fantasy” anthology. She has nearly 20 books of speculative fiction and poetry for adults, YAs and children. Her first collection of poetry, “In Favor of Pain,” was nominated for an 2017 Elgin Award.
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