I DREAMED I GOT A LETTER FROM EZRA POUND
Oh I got jammed among the bodies as
they yelled away the air, enclosed. I slept
naked between two living pains. My chin–
bone plowed the floorboards as my talk,
all
teeth, chewed at the salty ankle of
a raving man. I have been sent here
to commit the psychopaths to violence
and have succeeded. I have my disciples.
DEFENDANT
Someone kicked him so he limped.
Someone hit him and his flinch
shriveled his spine. He crawled to court
in answer to an ad that read:
"Justice, to be done, demands
some practice on whoever comes
in any way bent to her hand."
Alan Dugan
