when you are gone
and what you recall

about where you’ve been
and who you’re with

will close down
from the full size of

your sight
to a small circle

pushed by a pin
and for one brief second

before it changes
in the light still yellowing

through a single hole
every last thing

will be remembered.

Casey Fuller lives in Portland, Oregon. His poems have appeared in Crab Creek Review, Palabra, Switched-on Gutenberg, among others. He won the 2011 Floating Bridge Chapbook Contest for his book, A Fort Made of Doors. Fully committed to the principle of duende, he has a cat named Garcia Lorca.