passively standing in the middle of the room
blocking the flow of conversation with a
determined look; how many are there
until the air runs out; asking questions
leads to answering and the feeling of
being heard, the emotion of herding
a momentous state of play, status
aligned with the notion that the
leader of the world is a horde of
reactions ninety million miles from
this spot, a little closer this time of
year; tell it like it is, forward, backward
in opposition to that which was said
a moment ago, not for any reason, but
as the blood comes up to the sun's
temperature, the following turns to
rebellion, and rebellion may yet
lead to revolution: causes effective
for the moment, so that our sense
of selves can come back into focus
and rage against the possibility
of getting out of the ghost between us
Roman Ryan 