Junction City Nervous As The Moon

Junction City Nervous As The Moon
by Patrick Longe

junction city nervous as the moon,
tracking blood (sad sights as well as good news)

what’s fake as all been played out in mediaville
manna gears into mantra mirrors do mania edits

one dead smile lulled out of the labels
monsters up the whiskey in the house that keeps

junction city, metro where conspires still flesh
and itching edge, nervous whittling the means away

from complacency to jagged pleasantries, that spill
sweetly in the tooth of hardscrabble, street scenes

this is how great aqueducts and knowledge blur
pouring out defenses hiding the agenda, as mediums do