A Public Sphere for Poetry, Politics, and Nature
What’s your mood and modus operandi?
We’ve got many rooms, one for every need
and every provisional alliance,
each contingency. Sound-proofed
so your experience will not be compromised.
Here’s a list of drugs to take to enhance
your perception of what is happening.
Happy hardcore in endless loop cries havoc
and lets slip the dogs of war. Trance
fills & empties the lungs with recipes for self-care.
Dubstep says just aggregate your organs
into certainly the sun and, under palms,
a one-love spliff. There’s a barn
on the periphery for line dancing
and beer, the routine quest for a new
Dodge Ram and a happy marriage
with a decent plot of land. On a far hill
that fool who’s completely unplugged
is rinsing barley and singing lullabies
to the kit she rescued after the hurricane.
She is ageless, a deejay of the
incidental sounds of nature;
her third eye’s the drainhole of the world.
Copyright 2017 Ellen McGrath Smith