In time and effigy, in opposition to efficacy
walking in step,
walking in sleep
to the American Dream.
In rhythm and resilience, promise and paucity,
lettered by grade and guild and
universally euphemistic
to the American Dream.
I have wanted to walk with you
by shaded walls of merry-go-rounds
and kings and poets popularly crowned.
I have waited for a rush of faith
daring death to my silence
amongst the loudest of fools.
If Rush and reason contend
my friend
time may
heavenly collide,
and radio in hours will crackle the whip
as enigmas in righteousness
start the glass
to tip.
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