Wednesday, April 17, 2013

Poem: "A Position of Defeat 17"




17.

flying across the cut and pasted sun
a chiseled father saves his tumbling boy
emerging from the shadow gates of troy
a woman runs toward agamemnon

no one no movement in this corridor
constructed by an old drawing program
above the photograph four videocams
watch the airless space inside the maw

i cannot tear my eyes away for dread
a grin has opened in the continuum
a tree beckons with multiplying arms
this beady blackbird with a bluish head


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