Self-Made Man
I hire the police that protect my home from the hordes
that would tax me: I need nothing from the State, and so
give nothing to the State.
I hire the police that protect my home from the hordes
that would tax me: I need nothing from the State, and so
give nothing to the State.
Peel back my eyes
and touch the still-healing wound
oozing cerebral fluid from the Big Bang.
It’s in this blind space of raw pain
I often dwell.
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I want to rest on the shore
until the urchins break skin
and the salt seeps in.
I notice my parents’ aging as I do my own:
Not at all, then in a photo, all at once.
I’ve been hearing Save the Rainforest
since I was small enough to sleep
in the safety of my parent’s bed
or snuggled with stuffed animals—
pandas, giraffes, monkeys, frogs;
A rock skips across the sky,
leaves concentric circles of cloud
to wonder at.
It doesn’t matter who lit the flame
that burned the Reichstag down,
only that it burned and so few
considered what cremation means
to those who long for proper burial.
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A relentless South Texas wind poses impossible questions,
flaps the smirking flags until they are upturned,
mists the mown grass with evil’s sputum,…