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  • The American Poetry Review

    THREE POEMS

    Nov 01, 2018 1 minute
    JAMESON FITZPATRICK

    Duplicity

    Whenever I am in one conversationI am thinking about another.Whatever room I am in my heart is not.Before a mirror, which face is true:the one that moves or the one that is moved?I flip a coin and wish for the opposite.Life, friends, is whoring.A warning a man mistakes for intimacy.When I miss my madness, which I mostly don’t,I miss how totally I was inside it,the idea I could not get out.

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