Wistowe by Andrew K. Peterson

From THE HIGH T’S 

1.
 
When we were kids there was a mythology
A dirt-bike gang beating children in the woods
In the country of the sun, the country of lasso
Users – Sideores
& out of fear I went there to what I’d find
Humming together in weeds poppies and warblers
A massive stroke hulk
A testament to the decay
Great powders tipped out of spider silk, fried
lines on lien out of clouds
Hulk, you hulk we are not afraid
We are the deluged civilization
are weeds out of unincorporated land
where everything is Kool & the Gang
 

2.  or, What The High T’s Gang Said Smoking on Sumac Hill

    “Your father’s done changed, girl.
    I couldn’t believe them, couldn’t see how…”
“The only myth is myth, as
    There was such an ocean” 
    "To Heosphoros, bringer of morning, ash
    meant ‘up out of’, then ‘east’ first, yo”
    “I dreamt one time they murdered me”
    “But what you have experienced, no power on earth can take”
“This reversal is a cause of our displacement”
    “Just once I wish your eyes looked poised to plug me to a glass bed”
“Friendship equals teepee equals temporary abode”

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