Perpetuated Lie


Perpetuated Lie




Look up to the night’s stretched arms


Reaching up smooth against the mirror


Where Orion’s damn belt can be seen


On every homely street lying in rows.


The consummation of growth and nostalgia.


Looking forward to progress and looking up to history.


Aries, isn’t fertile anymore and it’s lost its job


Because Dodge Rams grew to rule the farm.


We use the Big Dipper as it pours more sugar


On our fresh bear claws, because it’s time


To make Ursa Major sweet again.


The intimation of Capricornus because


It looks like New York Values


With, it’s spectacles cast inland from sea,


Next to Lady Liberty. The goatfish, coiled up


Wishing it could be taken in like the snake.


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