Brilliance mask –
Liberal office impulses,
You know the kind.
Tear sculpture without glued cracks,
The actual meaning of Sincerity.
There is no neutrality in my eyes anymore.
It’s a neighbor ostracized, the form of bloom
Coming home on a Sunday afternoon.
Offend patiently. Park
With the others; pierce thin doubt when I’m out
We’re farming. We’re marketers against cower offenses.
A nesting grace,
A fountain of knowledge – you remember the one,
And I think of all the days between then and now
And I am happy just knowing that
We can still make the parade when we look up from the sidewalk.