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Work/Life
A Loan Man stands
Alone
Awkwardly in a conference room
Through corrugated glass slats
Cracks reveal stacks
of printer paper, standard size
Promising- so bright and white
And towering
Taller than he
Behind which he hides.
Sighs.
Closes his eyes.
Hand to forehead
Elbow to stack
A prayer recited: "Is it five o'clock yet?"
"Somewhere", he thinks
And ther...
Thursday 9th June 2016 9:56 pm
Snake Oil Sells the Economy
From the front of the conference room
He wraps us in a voice born of the pulpit
Buttery and gravelly and low
He floats down from the makeshift stage
Tells of the flying fish
Gives us magic sunglasses
So we can see through water
He's here to talk about new eyes
To see what under(lies)
He's selling a new language
In it, we write our morality on the wall
...Thursday 9th June 2016 9:52 pm
Artifact
PROLOGUE
A sharp stick
In rough hands
Searching plains
To make bodies temples
Over wood fires
Quietly smokes rise
To industry
(and thanking, we ate)
Today struggle becomes clammy fingertips
Yearning for
The slick touch
Of some ancient bones
That time had turned to sludge
But we're
Always seeking
Always making new temples
...Thursday 9th June 2016 9:42 pm
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