Poetry: Constellation by Tyler Dettloff
The speaker in “Constellation” aims for the stars through an attempt at street graffiti. Flustered, the speaker elaborates on their transformation in the city: “I became smoke & stars & heart / all wonder and permanent pleiades.”
Constellation
I tried to tag DECOLONIZE in the bike path tunnel under 7th St. / a black marker pointillism / black bandana over my face couldn’t decry the King Sharpie head rush / I heard police footfalls / polished cuffs on leather belts jingle-jangled / a small drum in my breast pocket / four honor beats / the cops turned into pigs / fled to the field / sharpie went dry / smell replaced by moss & tobacco / a giant leaf covered my face / green and sticky / dewy medicine hid me / I became the plant in full-bloom / trumpet flowers demolished his master’s voice / the pigs turned into bears / the tunnel a stream / my feet rooted underwater / under someone’s song / I gave the singer my leaf / I became smoke & stars & heart / all wonder and permanent pleiades / transfixed in clustered heat / I sneezed honey combs for thick bear fat / paisley medicine aching for relief from the dirt