Tuesday, September 8, 2009



War bubbles up in the tea
we're about to drink
between the alligators who live there
and the giant dragonflies who want to

A lumpy black form pulls itself up
from the murky dregs

When the war is over a white cloth
will fall from the sky
whose hem will be drenched in blood

I hope no one notices the heavy
breathing in the corner
where the war began

I hope no one's fortunate enough
to have won

Daniel Abdal-Hayy Moore 2002

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