: In the Ancient Sense :

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by Michael Homolka

Mudbrick structures feared the world
World feared back   first retellings
already barreling down the hills

to times when emperors
slept in walls   whose safest strategy
over and over was to lose

Remember the mattresses   neatly feathered?
Balconies and open air between lifetimes spent
separating grapes at the supermarket?

How we constantly readied our blood
for skirmishes no one
ever believed would arrive?

Then the way our eyes swooned shut?
How our fathers appeared
lying raped in heaps on the plains?

That final day when our princes
still slouching around in pajamas
are ordered to harvest lettuces till dark …