Hallesches Tor Requiem
2018

 

 

Who will take

a smile this wide And expectant?

Made into dust

The prying edge

The laggard piece Scraped at
With or in search of

Misprision

That’s why we carve a slit in plaster

On every high rise floor

Imagining pleasure

Or a life of option and

Sloppy privilege

Or other mendacious shit

Shoved in cracks