"The Center of Attention"
by Heikki Huotari

The Center Of Attention

Are you reading from a script? Just make a claim, deny and don't surprise me. As
the corpse is warm, among the suspects innocents are interspersed. The found as
incremental as the missing link, a human, homeless, touches an impending
acquisition with a foot. But tangent, flat, untimely light is also orange, one
representation of and raining snakes, renaming snakes, remaining snakes. A
Bigfoot sighting, alien abduction and near death experience is had by all but one
in twenty. What this even means is branches touch above the tunnel, roots below
and photons slow and slow. To stumble is to bring into existence. Halt, who goes
there, says the center of attention. Halt, who goes there, says the center of
attention. Whiteness, says the center of attention, Whiteness be my valentine.

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Heikki Huotari attended a one-room school and spent summers on a forest-fire lookout tower. Since retiring from academia/mathematics he has published poems in numerous journals and in five poetry collections and has won one book and two chapbook awards. His Erdős number is two.