On sundown to sundown
did it never sink in.

There’s something missing on my mind—

what’s it like?
What’s it sound like?

One ear hears what the other only chokes out—

hints me there,
hints me home.

- Paul Ebenkamp, M.F.A. ’09, is the author of several collections of poetry, including The Louder the Room the Darker the Screen (Timeless Infinite Light, forthcoming 2015) and Four Colors for the Based God (The Equalizer: Second Series, 2014).

Poetry editor’s note: Of this spare and carefully philosophical piece, the author writes: “The line ‘There’s something missing on my mind’ just showed up, like a boulder falling into the placid lake of my brain, while I was walking from my house to the copy shop on Ashby and Shattuck two years ago ... the world (by which I mean what’s perceived of it as we live) never really arrives and never really leaves; I’m always in transit, yet always in one place.”