SIXTY-SIX HOURS and FIFTY-SEVEN MINUTES

SIXTY-SIX HOURS and FIFTY-SEVEN MINUTES

My rejection arrives much quicker
and far less global
than the resurrection of Jesus.
The New Yorker has no page

for the musings of a mid-western poet
extolling the virtue of a life
braved between two cow pastures,
written in language as equally simple.

–Sukany 11 May 2012

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