Sonnet: The Jinx Is On
I still feel like I’m in a dream. Misdirection and other
anxieties overtake me. Americans in Erbil arrest
Iranians at an increasingly rapid rate. The jinx is on.
Space probes on Mars, they say, are looking for
the wrong forms of life. Good dreams, not nightmares,
for the first time in years. Everything here is alive.
I’ll try less clonazepam and more of the other stuff.
Sentenced in absentia for crimes against pizzeria
managers, he took refuge on Mogamigawa, a Japanese
oil tanker soon to collide with the USS Newport News.
Zoo animals on Prozac, it’s been found, still chase
their tails for hours on end. Lawyers representing
detainees at Guantánamo, now on a federal hit list
despite good faith efforts to have their names expunged.
Hal
Halvard Johnson
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