Three Poems

Sebastian Castillo

A mung bean sprouted negatively

toward the earth.

You could find some

version of living there,

private and cleanish.

At least that’s what he told me,

a conversation which, by definition,

ruined the promise

of what mung proposed

so convincingly.

But we get along fine, playing

dice, yawping,

and of course, gathering courage

for the day we bust

open the ceiling of surfacehood,

i.e. “the great outdoors.”

you think that decadence can drill into me like an octopus fragment

well no that would be stupid to think

nothing like octopus can tag me

i’m like a chair in a far-away zone

some zones don’t think

please leave my goo-goo-ga-ga alone

Q: Explain the opposite of events?

A: Above-ground swimming pool.

Sebastian Castillo is the author of books and lives somewhere.