May 05, 2008 02:28
Suzanne La Rue
42 San Lorenzo Drive
Three Steps to the Left, Neptune
sml7713@uncw.edu
910 667 0009
We Poets
for Kyle Simmons
We will never drive a Silver Lexus,
instead we’ll have to content ourselves
with me-too cars-for ours will be lives
fueled more by love than gasoline.
While others might find shelter in Suburbia,
we’ll make our home in the trenches:
war correspondents of mankind
relaying every victory and forfeit,
all the heroics and atrocities of the soul
in its blood-feud with the world.
Though they may never understand
sacrificing fiscal advantage on the altar
of our dreams, we’ll still martyr more,
hearts to histories, compiling this book
of human language on the off chance
they may say, “Thank you.”
And that is why, as we trolled that speck
of road between the sea and the sound,
under that sky of shooting starts
I told him, “There are worse fates
than being a poet.” He told me,
“Not really.”