Terry Horn - More Poems
on the porch
with the swing
in a room
full
of white people
still
speaking witch hunt
literally
god
made me do
it
told
his 15 year old
daughter
to
get breast implants
it would
help the modeling
career
those people came
destroyed this place
rapacious billionaires
the millionaire collective
they got the money
lets
burn it all
and
start over
just a phase
“you are
the only thing I have”
then
the border guard
took away her
daughter
it is an order
from
the president
from
the attorney general
and
I cannot believe
I am
writing
this
I am
eye of the spider
I want
to develop my
mother’s habits
quirky
what
do you think
you are saying
for profit
detention
centers
time was a customer
I am here
to buy glasses
we have
water glasses
wine glasses
colored glasses
we even have
glasses for parfaits
supervision
that is
what
you have
maybe I was
and
do not
want
to do that
anymore
I visited a
painting
once
and when i
left
I took some
color
stayed forever
in
my eyes
taking this
moment
to wonder
if
I will ever
see you
again
happy
like a bar
like a church
like a celibate
priest
is it sunday
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