Poems from Seven Hours Ahead

Posted thems on facebook but I know not everyone has an account.

Them Rocks

you cannot build
build
buillllld
on people.
you must have rocks.
yes, yes, rocks.
and more rocks.
houses from them rocks.
villages from them houses.
cities from them villages.
and then, of course,
walls from them rocks.
walls between them
cities,
between them
villages,
between them
houses,
between
them
rocks.


The Subject Of

conflict resolution is not
on the agenda today.
Instead we'll be relearning the quadratic equation.
Because, lord knows, after the revolution
numbers will be all we have left.
Numbers and perhaps,
one or two
pieces of broken glass.