By: Anon Baisch
The community of windows
refracts to an exponential
of whiteness :: the angle of
concrete pushed against
public :: fences thickened
again :: there are claims
that we are measured
from a center line :: the burial
of the visible :: boundaries
are the new mythology ::
there is a white-haired
god stained
with urine :: he
has a voice in pieces
that is spread over an immigrant
grass :: the bible is
constantly tended to
and revised ::
servility has a small fee
associated with compliance ::
there is no guarantee you
will be allowed
back in :: at least not in
the daytime
Anon is currently a data analyst working in the semiconductor industry for a Japanese printing company in Silicon Valley with a BS in Chemical Engineering from Drexel University who writes. Anon’s poems have been published most recently in Defunct and New Note Poetry.
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