howling histories of trespass
you climb into every boat
rocking the ebb of panic
the flows of despair
hoping for survival
A cataract at our junction of
citizenship and humanity
that you are makes us all
fragile--an insecure craft
whose soft capsizing
powers us to revolt
Most recently this, but really an ongoing and unmitigated concern.
(Photo: Moore Park with BS)
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