Poem: "A Position of Defeat 2"
2.
the sun is
set to stun the higher beasts,
slow on
their feet and on their faces dull
my hair so
thin my hairbrush scrapes the skull
i enter
subway limbo to head east
the apes are
playing with their new smartphone,
flashing and
flicking their opposable thumb
earplugs
have made so many deaf and dumb,
shoving others
improves their muscle tone
a bear asleep
smells of vomit and beer
a woman, elephantine
thighs in heels,
tears through
a fashion rag for her ideals
the ads all
sneeze, g-get me out of here
the moral
squalor and the mental filth
the luminous
distractions we invent . . .
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