Garish sunlight &
Pall of smoke
Country flag like blindfold
A bygone hymnal
The pen wrote the machine
The machine molds the pen
Bottom lines holy ghost &
Jesus gears
Behind the veil us
Now see
Stymied roots &
New names for slavery
Bright orange magnesium
Teeth hollow out an AC transit bus
drags black cloth
over factory lamps
Charles Snyder 