the greatest sedition is silence

the horse shoe  arcs around
my neck for luck
and i know my thoughts
are between the tines

it won't come off
i'm too fat for that
my head, my throat
the pimple that will explode
all over my face

someday.

i say nothing, here
between left and right
because neither is right

it is the space between
that is the holy

somewhere a broken mustang trots
one hoof unshod
a dark haired girl
with a crop forces him on

wwwhhtcccah

crack crack crack
thump

this is my politics.
bitch