wild geese

[joel]

but you’re a challenger— a sentence started
somewhere else— a question on the air
that criticizes thoroughly— a heart
of crinkled valves as if a wrinkled pair
of oysters, filtering with bottom-feeding
fury— you’re a challenger and proud
of who you are: a challenger indeed—
and nothing of you whispers, but a rowdy
heckling: that’s how you announce your entrance—
glory, you’re a challenger whose smile
is pure and honest; and you love it when
another comes to challenge you awhile,
when truest dialog – like wild geese –
is pointed, thrust aloud to trust release

[mnaz]

yes. reminds me of some of the joints i hang out at...