Monday, February 9, 2009

Two by Wayne Allen Sallee

Bellair, Illinois, 1984

With molten veins and cool
logic beating with infantry percussion,
Bus Downey, foundation digger and man,
sees a day of Minutemen
bolting skies grey with disbelief.

Planting his spade
in sodden ground,
he thinks of the children.



the two boys ripple
forgetting that creatures
and lagoons still exist
or perhaps
they haven’t seen
the movie

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