Sunday, October 5, 2014

Poignant Experience

What is earned in being lost
immeasurable observations
of street people and the pulse
of our human nation beauties
awaiting and wise angry
prognostication hating
dusty streets and outbursts
of public demonstration
the violence of mentally
ill on mentally ill or the police
with their uniformed collateral
one step and one step
the dramas of storefronts
and cafe bloodletting
a table where a conspiracy
forms and the madonna
puts on her horns traffic
sounds like radio wave
battlements where here
appear to be there being
lost is being unfound
take their sick jest
bury it in the unholy ground.
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