part
1
on the topic of obligation to an
overt, easily digestible, and
photogenic politic
(scroll down)
allowed to be a p o e m ?
is my work
d a r k ,
a trailing light
fading into the
a soft noise
in the distance
with no apparent source,
the face of
a familiar stranger seen,
briefly,
through a rainy bus window
in the evening.
is my work allowed to be
a song
with no words,
a gesture
without explanation,
a stack of pancakes i make for myself
on an unremarkable
sunday morning
just because.
is my work allowed to be
vapid
and selfish
navel-gazing
and f r e e ?
obligated?
why should i be obligated?