Poetry from Nova Martin – America's favorite transwoman feminist lesbian druidess poet
Saturn came to destroy
M-16 deliverance
a wall falls
on a family of peasants in China
the free world elects a president
a tyrant takes his post in the leftover lands
of Persia
technology beats bayonets
a tank crushes cans of food
somewhere at latitudes north of northwest
Saturn is crushing the spark of
new gravity
Saturn is man’s holy alliance,
his walled cathedrals and the
tapestries of mosques
Not am I certain
of the United States Marine Corps.
Not have they won every battle.
Not is the look in their eyes
a violence bred of poverty.
Their alumni wear the moustaches,
their moustaches orderly like freedom.
Their moustaches, the stinkpots of freedom,
they are strong and smell of dank.
Order the conflicts for protection.
That our wars should never end.
People come home fucked up from them.
Many people never come home.
– Poetry by W.T. tuqMairtin
from:
Antipoémus (poetry book)
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