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TWO POEMS

TWO POEMS Anthem to Attrition In a Vegas lounge, in a fraying tux the old melodic revolutionary slouches at the mic, oo-bee-dooing to rancid standards. His firebrand anthems which once forced open our ears have dissolved to murmurs drifting from a speaker in a department store elevator. In a parking structure another voice barks tired obscenities altered to sleepy lullabies from constant repetition. Common Knowledge 22:3 DOI 10.1215/0961754X-3622345 © 2016 by Jesse Minkert Common Knowledge Now sing, you mules, you mares. Sing the blood back through the veins. Sing the dirt back into the hole. Break the dams across the rivers in our eyes. Sing, you lung-scorched refugees, to survive. M in k e r t Gasping for sips of air, she sings, Bitter will be the future, scarred its skin. Destiny will collapse at our feet. Common Knowledge Clamor on the Boulevards This outline stenciled on the city's stomach, this graffito rollered out, sprayed upon again, the city's empty-surfaced architecture thickens with strata of mouths uttering fleeting certainties. Echoes lost in fresh babble spatter on contact with the atmosphere: smoke, exhaust, smells of urine by broken chairs contrived into toilets huddling in corners overgrown with ivy. What contraption sprays http://www.deepdyve.com/assets/images/DeepDyve-Logo-lg.png Common Knowledge Duke University Press

TWO POEMS

Minkert, Jesse
Common Knowledge , Volume 22 (3) – Sep 1, 2016
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Anthem to Attrition In a Vegas lounge, in a fraying tux the old melodic revolutionary slouches at the mic, oo-bee-dooing to rancid standards. His firebrand anthems which once forced open our ears have dissolved to murmurs drifting from a speaker in a department store elevator. In a parking structure another voice barks tired obscenities altered to sleepy lullabies from constant repetition. Common Knowledge 22:3 DOI 10.1215/0961754X-3622345 © 2016 by Jesse Minkert Common Knowledge Now sing, you mules, you mares. Sing the blood back through the veins. Sing the dirt back into the hole. Break the dams across the rivers in our eyes. Sing, you lung-scorched refugees, to survive. M in k e r t Gasping for sips of air, she sings, Bitter will be the future, scarred its skin. Destiny will collapse at our feet. Common Knowledge Clamor on the Boulevards This outline stenciled on the city's stomach, this graffito rollered out, sprayed upon again, the city's empty-surfaced architecture thickens with strata of mouths uttering fleeting certainties. Echoes lost in fresh babble spatter on contact with the atmosphere: smoke, exhaust, smells of urine by broken chairs contrived into toilets huddling in corners overgrown with ivy. What contraption sprays

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