By Geography By Chain Link Fence: Lior Torenberg

May 3, 2020, Kate Belew With Lior Torenberg (North Salem, New York)

An overgrowth of city yawned 

And we yawned with it, empathetic

creatures joined by geography, by

chainlink fences and patchy grass 

we pleasure in our shared orbits 

the many rings of togetherness 

concentric weave of Avenues, of

street, holy cement square, trash pile 

cairns to hallowed concrete: ours 

for the crafting, this love you, of 

long clenched birthright, give freely,

I mean, give fully and 

supplicate on love-bent knees 

yawning as a way to let go of 

hours strung like so much laundry 

One window holding hands with a ladder 

& festoons of cloth bridge the escapes.