THE SOUND OF TELLING A STORY
for Linh Dinh, 3/12/2012
chair squeak thigh bone rotates
closer
leaning sound yesterday’s thunder
undershirts knotted into a turban
red puddle of tortilla soup old war
words
burn the riverfront
of all the bars in the world
this one presses the shining pate
a new Patty Hearst an end to Goldman Sachs
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Poem by me. Photo via State of the Union