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Hermes Speaks

Hermes Speaks

In blooms
we seek
impunity

In blooms
we speak
penance

In blooms
we find niches
and the deepest
away

as Hermes
speaks
of nothing
we vie
for the mud

for the empty
words of heroes
and hollow-shelled
impressions
from the ever-hallowed
jail and silver-tongued
salesman
with the golden tail

set free
at twenty-seven
like so many dead before
inhaling the dust
of centuries
exhaling the weight
of my sisters
laced with formaldehyde
and preserved in the years
of this moment

reborn
at twenty-seven
descended from men
invented before pajamas
shirtless in dress slacks
alone in the kitchen
with coffee

Flip the Tape

Flip the Tape

Palpable Responsibility

Palpable Responsibility