it is enough not to be /
making the white page /
even whiter /
flatter than a photo /
where falling down means memory /
scratches on the sidewalk means family /
I can see there are still children /
being scattered across temperate latitudes /
and a t-shirt hanging from a spruce tree /
near a man-made lake /
all that water evaporating /
in the middle of the city /
standing on blood also makes money /
in these familiar places /
everything was, and still is, a day /
if a family has land /
they can bury at will /
I’m not going to lift an eye /
for the new born /
I can already hear that old curse /
swirling in its inflated heart /
sloshing against the elastic sides /
more of us is not more than us /
that monster made of bodies /
seeing the skyline as the bottom of its jaw /
tasting a whole population /
with the underside of its tongue /
not surprising, the beasts we befriend /
be willing to be called a monster /
when the menu is unrecognizable /
hunger is a darkly coloured balloon /
we bring to the party /
her excuses to leave /
are nothing without bullets rattling in her purse /
the sum is added to the whole /
more and more of what is without /
tilting the planet towards /
a western equator tightening /
like a seven-course belt /
what we know /
most of the world does not
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