John Jeffire

If That's the Best You Can Do

All breath begins in a desert,

Picking up sand and armies

And lifting them, scattering them

Where they will never be found.

Echoes replace what made them

And are replaced by cities, chrome,

And highways headed elsewhere.

This is where we choose: to be

Lifted from the earth and spat

Like a seed from the cannon mouth

Of a god, or to be lifted from

The earth and spat like a seed from

 The cannon mouth of a god. 

 

 

 

 

 

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ISSUE 92
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