Two Poems

by Jonathan Focht


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​I Chisel at Yellow & Proudly

Disrupted from some thing
I finally arrived at the function
in the belly of the epitome
of what I woke for, truly
considerate as blood or vibrating vision
letting the four-legged stand on & flow through
accepted as a full but forgotten plate
the magic of living earthbound, the high
of creek & river, days in a watermelon
disrupting cellular function, gayer
than I’ve ever been plotting to burn
down the math building awaiting
my John Martin turning the voltage
right the fuck up, prior lines blaring
warning like online tax I help dad with


On

I am true man, what can we do
if not screw it? Support the sun.
Afternoon red rub to function.
Smiles and blasting more smiles!

Kissing into framework.
Humanitarian extraction measures.
Sealing something sideways.
Scale my holy wingnut!

Babysit on my face!
Aspiration as mirror tomorrow.
​Fantasy as hi. Rise.

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Jonathan Focht is an emerging Canadian poet.

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​​​SHARE - Issue: 2.1 / October 2026