Zach Savich

Selected Poems

Mascot

He’s really in there

said the kid who climbed

my mascot face

and found my eyes in the mouth

but I would just as soon

shovel this morning’s mouse

from its basement rest
toward the compost and have it

snag aloft on a branch

Total Winnings

I would just as soon respect

the chimes that never touch

you hear the wind move through

and the guy at the convenience mart who gets

$12 of scratch tickets

wins $7

gets $7 of scratch tickets

wins $5

gets $5

wins $2

gets $2
loses and leaves

total winnings

$14

Wrench

Video game in which the character’s

dad’s in the garage

under a car
he asks for a specific wrench

the garage is wrenches and wrenches

of wrenches

but not the specific wrench

you look for a long time

bring him a wrench

sorry that’s not the specific wrench

he asks for the specific wrench

the yard pixelates the sprinkler

your gameplay options include

pretend to look

Catcher

I preferred

moving the catcher

to centerfield where he’d retain

his foreground infield dimensions

loom huge over the fence

whereas an outfielder moved to the mound

got smaller

than the ball he was pitching

New Way

The camera turns on

as soon as you cover it

and there’s this new way

of turning trash into bullets

I read a lot

and very fast

retaining only what

I cannot grasp