….the gap
between
l e t t e r s
is where
you need to look!
diffracting spaces
where nothing
is
as it should be
photons of
meaning
hurtling through
those
semantic
traumatic
signifiers
bent at
right angles
like
kennedy’s bullet
searching
for a victim
anywhere on
the grassy knoll
left becomes right
and the right never left
even though it
marched right
through
those lettered
passes
leftrightleftrightleftright
eyesinfront
and one foot in front of another
vote for a sister
or a brotha
dont matter
we still marching
into walls
and up onewaystreets
and into wallstreets