Just Fall
Michelle Greenblatt
standing in front of you
stripped of clothes almost
naked but not / quite it occurs
to me time reflects a mirror
which reflects a god who
reflects damnation which is
pinned on his forehead
like a note on a tack board by
a people too desperate to care
about salvation ::but:: I am
here to talk to you about this
crumpled page which I chose
to write on b/c it is ragged
like my country, which is of
course ‘tis of thee, sweet
land of misery, froth
ing at its gaping red
mouth caged w/a clipped
left wing; a terrible, scarred
face, too naïve for truth,
too greedy for accepting
just the barest necessities
so we leap toward the
impossibility of breathing
carbon dioxide perpetually
& abandon poetry, flock
around for the next re-run
on t.v.; holding hands
we jump out of the tower
& just fall, just fall.
March 2005
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