on becoming independent.A Poem by h d e rushin
from terrance hayes i've learned to be muscular.
to get wet in the fields; of the dirty hair of horace silver.
to learn to dispute accomplishments as greedy balls of skill,
before the armistice gives away the wine of the occupied town.
Nothing more. © 2013 h d e rushin |
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