Wes Jamison


On Sleeping With a Golem


Do not be alarmed when from behind and beneath the crown moulding in the bedroom comes a torrent of honey. From out of the cracks, the disrepair of this broken and infested house. Down the walls, the copper curtains, the blinds behind, the two framed Chagall prints. Each of the four walls is a sudden amber Pollack. Do not panic when the two power outlets succumb to the same pressure, bending and snapping off the screws to better allow for the waves of this. Poorly-patched nail holes become like puncture wounds, refusing to bleed immediately upon injury. It comes from everywhere, and everywhere where it should not, to fall onto four legs and into hair and coating the concrete pillow case, and him (his). Lie there with closed eyes and imagine that it does not end. (And it doesn’t—not after four days of this.) The honey will slow with gravity and with temperature, but the pounds of it descend inevitably through mattress to the carpet as more drips through the newly-developed cracks in the ceiling, which is collapsing under the weight of one-hundred thousand insect corpses and food—the torrent now only a moody slow drizzle over the bitterness of this illusion of domesticity accumulated here in his (him): notebooks and brown pens and newsprint envelopes and bust of Lenin and the dog’s ashes and teratomatous teeth and the letter. Lie in the now unshared bed with these indexes of him, clutch them to breast, and weep that he is not here, like this. (He was never here, like this.)



Wes Jamison's work also appears in Essay Press, The Rumpus, cahoodaloodaling and elsewhere. He is a professor in Chicago, where he lives with his greyhound.


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