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Lightning Flashes and Poems Can’t Pick Sides

Mark Fleury

My own shadow won’t saturate

My body to where weeds grow
From soldiers’ heads. Instead it races

Ahead of my kaleidoscopic
Motorcycle eyes as they turn

A corner at the angle

Of the Totalitarian Corporation’s
Skyscraper headquarters where

Birds of all kinds are crucified
So that nothing in the mind can fly
But only hit the ground like

The guts of a disemboweled enemy.
Self, electricity, left by a flitting
Butterfly, lives and dies here.

This structure cage
Is as porous of containment
As the underwater one sharks
Are viewed from.

Wings above water, still or waves,
Watchtowers on each border under
Grinned and boned night sky tombstones.

Moving forward, a life-
Charged heart, the fullness of the city the poem lives in.
Butterfly winged sharks have the teeth you’d expect.

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