Off the bus climbing

A hill an abandoned

green-house six conspicuous young

Men hush as you

Pass the forest reveals

A park graves for

Soldiers stepped straight plots

Under the stone torch

Five-pointed star a woman

Fiercely defiant the police


Man has removed badges

And weapons nods to

You foreigner odd booted

Man queerly dressed stranger

Another group of young

Men wielding great dogs

Leashed clean and healthy

The sky is virgin

Rose stacked over autumn

Gourd bright ball blood


Tongue wrapped forest fires

Filter most setting wet

Cement atop raw coal

Ancient ice heading back

Past the markers boys

Hide bong from sight

Bright blue garbage can

Watching do you care

To care down hill

Back past wrong stop



Joshua Hughes