In January, I released my first chapbook, The State of Mercury. In my post about its release, I mentioned this chapbook has poems about the many moods and states we pass through as people. Today’s post features a poem from The State of Mercury. This poem will also be included in my third book, Shadow and Memory, which I’ll self-publish in the next few months.

When I start a poem, I don’t always know what direction it will take or how it will end. Sometimes, things come out of nowhere and surprise me. “Lazy” is a poem that surprised me. If anything about it surprises you or sparks thought, leave a comment. I’d love to hear how this poem interacted with you.


in the prone shadows,
a plumb bob 
tracing careless ellipses
in the air,
a hanged man
nearly still.

Published by mrteague

Teague McKamey lives in Washington state with his wife and two children. Teague’s poetry has appeared in several journals and in self-published books. He blogs at and In all areas of life, Teague desires that Christ may be magnified in his body (Php. 1:20).

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