i do not agree

in the morning light i see
a yellow footprint made by the night
scarification of nocturnal amputations
i was born carrying my hands
i say: all our mistakes are tying new
nerves into knots
the green leaves watch the stars escape
in broad daylight
a wind with silver muscles slaps me in the face
and gets away with it
dawnlit thieves whose oaths in the undergrowth
put a lizard in my mouth
tonight the night frightens itself
to death
the feathered mountain cannot fly
lightning is unleashed but it is not free
i might comply
but i do not agree

i do not agree

Anthony DiMichele

Friday Harbor, United States

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