gotham in arrears

since one immured is not forgot
I let a pansy wilt for rot

and vowed the banker’s misunderstood
what crowned the leafy brays of cottonwood
let all the trim gone daisies
be forgot.   let bloodbaths
fill the dailies

all incognitos arrayd
we swim through the Hudson only
to find the golden egg

on the acanthus, bear’s breech
a boar in the group.   old spies
have a habit of blunt speaking

moore said of
their pub in the glen

taliban normally carry out fresh
attacks w/ the thaw

there will be
increased snow
over the lee
end of the lake

From gowanus atropolis (Ugly Duckling Presse, 2011) by Julian Talamantez Brolaski. Copyright © 2011 by Julian Talamantez Brolaski. Used with permission of the author.