Poem: "A Position of Defeat 21"

from The New York Times



21.

theres nothing new under the sun
the present is a product of the past
and will surrender at long last
to a future bristling with guns

a boy skateboarding toward me
as i am running in the park
we raise our spirits to the mark
of the dark eyes of enmity

at the last moment the cunt swerves
just missing my battering ram
a voice inside exults i am
the man because i hold my nerve


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