martes, junio 30, 2009
New Poetry From Andrew Baron
Zone, Happy Anniversary
Not of marriage, because what’s that?
There’s a new space         (this one, ours)
born of new age.     So happy
The managers would have us earn it,
nurse us on their image then
chain us to a corner of their freedom.
Fuck them.     The only
image is a pulse
keeps this in motion,
beats our distances
into days around no vein.          May
a city with no center
and happy spread the plague up to the gates.
Andrew Baron's poems have appeared previously in Zone. He lives in Portland, Oregon.
Publicadas por Zone Magazine a la/s 11:21