We are like that Amnesic man
who forgets his name every morning.
What we read now in the newspaper
has happened even millenia back -
the crosshatched maps,
the disputed crosshatchs,
the Caesars, Cleopatras,
the gladiators, and colisiums.
We are the raindrops that sway free
without any political opinion,
the victims of our own inertness,
and howl when everything turns
violently visible and alive.
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