New Wave of Underground

I read through Kierkegaard's enormities—
I curiously roused the transcending ways—
I waged tempered opposition against civilities binding physical form.

And in these steepening epiphanies intersectional,
I am willfully in occupancy—accompanied by these
cognitive ornaments applauded
in these scenes of people I step out of barriers for,
like an antioxidant and Abaddon breathed in simultaneously.

A system of bleeding words—
A system of self-sustaining sedations—
A system of absurdities roosed & digging graves for the complaints—
A system of hysteria playing back and profiting artistically
while standing under unfinished basement LED rope lighting—
A system of surgically analyzing the Malaysian verse
and attempting the heart into a fixed rhythm.

It must be drumming through the chest with the sensation of

needles & presence,
needles & presence,
needles & presence.

Brooke Nicole Plummer is an artist based out of the Midwest region. After a DIY show featuring Indianapolis musicians, she bought a personalized Blaze pizza for her friend, but her friend couldn’t eat it because she lost her retainer in the parking lot while pregaming. Her first chapbook, Flyover, Compiled Nothings, was self-published in November of 2018.