Tuesday, March 31, 2009


Like a ton of pavement
Washed up and liquid
Toward its inevitable conclusion
Unearthed grass and cigarette butts
Ripple beneath the street.

The train tracks
Used to go North and South
To other destinations
That meant something else
But their buried too
And spread out

Closer and closer
They barrel to the center
Of the city
Away from Lake Michigan
To the middle of the prairie

The knowledge underneath
Years of erosion
And modernity
(the decomposing animals,
bones blood stained,
thornberry paved streets and...)

We got it now.
A global community
That reaches away
From the Great Lakes
To Everything

Where it comes back
Again though the oceans
Can’t be colonized
And the larger bodies
Of water can’t be

This society flies
Over on zero
And one

We’re all Living
Together on this
Old prairie

And we,
We can see


Anonymous said...

Have you thought about dropping the 'caps' at the beginning of each line? It would make for a smoother read IMH. I do like your words though anyways.

Blake said...

Thanks for the input! I have considered not capitalizing the lines but often times I get into the idea that each line can be its own statement. Next whatever I post I'll try it out though :)