Zeitgeist Cha Cha

At the waterfall, I jump in and I trust
Whoever jumps with me; we just work.
If I dared you to do it, would you?

Do I jamb the door to your heart room?

I am a Time Lord or a lyric dunce;
You are my worst and final judge. Your donk
Makes me thirstier than the thirstiest horse

On the ranch. Feed me a flock of lovebirds,
Feed me a hive of honeys who beg
For more cake. I am a lyric lord,

I am a time dunce; I draw
Behind you like a shadow. I drag
What begins with light and ends with dust.

Author of the article

Forrest Rapier has poetry and prose forthcoming in 2River and LIT Magazine. His debut collection, As the Den Burns, was published by Texas Review Press in 2022. Recently, he received the Dean’s Award for Doctoral Excellence at Florida State University and he is a finalist for the 2026 Apogee Poetry Chapbook Award. Read his work in The Swannanoa Review and Watershed Review.