The Works of Chuck Augello
Chuck Augello’s work has appeared in Rattle, Main Channel Voices, Word Riot, Pindeldyboz, and other journals.
All Poems © Chuck Augello
In the Museum
This promising work of art called you-and-me
hangs in limbo between us
as we craft our dissertations
on what these images really mean.
Is the burgundy border
the spark of future passions
or a frantic warning to stop at the intersection
before we crash head-on?
And that small figure in the foreground
with the sad eyes and lazy smile,
I think it’s you,
but you think it’s me,
and neither of us can explain
the symbolism of the black umbrella
eclipsing the full moon.
Of all the styles,
why do we find ourselves
in a confusing, angst-ridden Dali
instead of the soft pastels of Monet
we so clearly deserve?
But with your canvas
torn at the center, covered with scars,
and my palette of barnacle wounds,
could we ever have painted anything different?
I want to take this orphan artwork
and hang it on the wall,
Until we both agree it’s a masterpiece.
I carried her breath in my pocket
kept a photo of her shadow and showed it to friends
found her profile in the outline of a storm cloud
wrote her name in Chinese letters on the back of my hand
sewed into a quilt her old grocery lists
built a nest from her little red party dress
fell asleep, a skeleton dreaming of skin.