chanting three letters
a lot like our flag
not the one i wave
bars or stripes?
nuts or calvin?
your choices, representative past
you elected to pass, on education
perspectives lost to echos bouncing from khaki rubbed legs, mythic walls, holy grills, torches, and white skin
freedom, runs contrary to every dim-lit corner of your mind where excuses cast shadows
that’s your defense?
fingers fly out of your hands
“Party of four for Responsibility. Responsibility? Party of four?”
you didn’t come to eat with us, you sat outside, glass-pressed-flat faced
taking a knee
it’s a big difference
when someone else looks down
from the same position
winter precipitation falling, you can’t handle the cold, individual geometric beauty scares you to your car
safely wrapped in AM dial voices
inside, we discuss frost, and mending walls, a question befalls us all, how tall?
it’s already built, metaphorics
you’re keeping yourself out
pounding your head to the resounding, rebounding of three letters you said
strapped to a bed, feeding the thread you used to weave a fabric of lies
as something we all share
it’s not yours
zeroes and ones hide you, from me, and me, from you
this isn’t us, a three letter chant, we can all join in, if those three letters, are understood, and i realize
you could have written this about me