January 2012
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"For Those Who Have Eyes to Hear"
From Roy DeCarava’s The Sound I Saw:
…
why the present is a crutch of
empty
bottles drowning a derelict past
in surrealistic
confusions that ride the future on
platinum hair
and plywood boxes with cast iron wheels
imperiously
impersonal and impervious to everything
hot and cold
knowing a special ignorance
only
wealth...