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Washington’s Second Alarm Sometime around nautical dawn Blackbirds and Cardinals sing and respond before the rest of us sleeping civil servants can see. An unknown audience hearing unwritten songs While we lie back in our beds small gods fly over our neighborhoods and land wherever they like. But at exactly Six AM Delta’s New York Shuttle makes its final approach sounding like a dull tornado rolling down on the banks of the Potomac Everyone aboard has stowed tray tables in upright and locked positions with no knowledge the slumbering government workforce will tell time by their descent to runway nineteen.  

In a Dark Country

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We lost the bet on our stone-age dignity So we bred new ones to strike dream poses and dress up in adult clothes then taught them to write from inside the eye of the storm and if they weren’t scared enough we surrounded them with lunatic conspiracies and gore and sent them traveling overland past the village of broken bells where there will be no promised safe house only a forbidden machine in a landscape of original sin while predators come down from the mountains to taste the hearts of the innocent.