Being
by Fernando Trujillo
Thought is of the flesh
O beautiful villain,
Absence is a bellows
With a soundless song:
I zest in the Sun
Bare-chested and Full
I nocturne in the Moon
Settled and Empty,
How sweet this fever
This passing blur—
Fernando Trujillo (he/him) is another law school dropout scribbling poems between shifts. Susurrus is the first publication where Fernie's poems have been featured. They can be found retweeting poems on Twitter @OMountainShadow.
