Nate Hoil

THE MOTION IS OVER.

I get a haircut

from the first person to ever give someone a haircut.
Now I look clinically insane.

Now I change my diaper, and I sling it
like a curve ball
around the curvature of the Earth’s horizon.

My brain is doing very well.

Elsewhere the war is not prepared for me;
everything is a bad idea
when you get ideas like me.

Ex) My ideas are like an airplane
filled with shit
flying towards an airplane made out of shit.

Did you notice that my shoe’s been untied
for the last 30 years?

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LAZY EYES ON DEAD PRESIDENTS.

My response to your poem is the letter “Z”
repeated three times in a row…
Zzz.
I am very well rested after finishing the previous page.

The award-winning poets say: My poems are my children.
My children are hideous
and they won’t stop doing crimes.

I HAVE A SEATBELT ON MY OFFICE CHAIR
FOR WHEN I WRITE POEMS.

I lose myself in a desert of 1 million Nate Hoils,
while nearby, a literary utopia
sits back and watches me drown.

Academia is fearful of who I might enlighten.

I have never felt nostalgia;
I am fearful of time machines becoming real.

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Nate Hoil writes and prints books in Chicago, IL. His most recent collection of poems THE ENDLESS WINDOWS OF TIME was published through Secret Restaurant Press in 2023.

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