THE ANTI-WORLD TRUST

by Stefanie Bennett


In the subway of the mind
Homeland bodies and
Red-winged I.D. tags dot
The village green
Whereupon
A wistful canary sounds
Her last will
And testament
In SoHo’s
Lower Manhattan.

I hang out with the leftovers
Of resistance
As the questing void
Turns
Autogenous ice cubes
A paler shade of truth…

And the band?
It plays on.
Playing on.

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