fromMean Bald Men Under the Next to the Last Bridge
George J. Farrah


Left to our own voices
hammer or mallet
tin sheers aluminum whispers

Everyone stealing teenagers
it happened in the hospital
then left out when played
the sense of extremity
as a target

A band of head phones
on the counter enabling
again nothing was said
admitting no sadness
as weakness
following rock and roll as
a contemporary theological discourse

Growing through the roof
braces in the afternoon
orange leaders
don't work in underwater
crime schools with
a list of frightening errands
Lashed to a source
Everything that's true

Paved to a purpose
fax the eyes in fox gloves
toes tucked in new boots stomping
marble into marble leaf
eye sky machine puffing
oxygen on almost every corner