a dollar a day

the thought emerges,

like Athena from Zeus---

fully formed and armed

the truth bleeds out

liquids still warm,

warmer still, ever more

truth bled lies beneach

the scorched earth loved

crawling on my back

soldier foot prints

heavier still

heavier still,

heavier still,

these weighty words burn like hot rails

rushed upon by yonder train

and me thee oracle

with graffitti'd letters

facing wind

and all these traiiling fetters

oh flock of birds so thinn'd

separated like particles

bloomed still (c/s)ell(s)

what did you buy today?

$100? $200 or three?

(c/s)ell me your S(e)oul

a dollar a day.

resting on the backs of ancestors (still)

SBZR