Treasure Island

Tyler Wilcox


A Love Song


Incorrigible as stubborn dirt
You sit silent;

Nothing to say for your
Nuremberg ways,

Or the gawky movements
Of your lips and brain.

I notice premature while
Kristallnacht comes again,

Gestapo boot black leather heart
And you stamp me underfoot,

Then claw fevered at my grave.
The beating of my heart

Is in time with the blinking
Of your eyes, open, shut

Hard like a briefcase
Short and intense as fireworks.

The pre-prepared
Reichstag speech

Unrelenting as
Spring rainstorms.

Submitted: Tuesday, August 13, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, August 14, 2013

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