Quietly . . .

Quietly . . .
Truth lies absurd,
As I revealed itself to me . . .
Cracks in the world appeared,
Murmuring gaps between lines formed . . .
Strange geometries, weaving tapestries undefined,
False heroes bejewelled, encrusted, crowned
Economies of known deceit rose and fell,
Bouyed by heroic deeds undone
Perverse abstractions . . .
Deny the abstract . . .
Loudly . . .

Mike Hart, formerly of Peregrine Press in Dallas, now lives and works in Austin, Texas. Thank you Katherine and Mike Brimberry at Flatbed Press.