full of sick

Interlude II:

Che Guevara’s Bequest: Vallegrande, Bolivia, 1967 (redux)

A tinny mambo is piped from the room
sick yellow-green fluorescence.

The radiator squeals,
brass electrodes buzz;
blood-crusted, unnoticed,
Che Guevara’s finger lies
in a dusty corner

covered with mites
the evil heat.

“We’re investing, as a country, $81 billion a year in the incarceration system. What if we invested that money into the education system instead?”

—Ilyasah Shabazz / “There’s No American History Without Black History. It’s Time To Rewrite The History Books.”

About istsfor manity

i'm a truncated word-person looking for an assemblage of extracted teeth in a tent full of mosquitoes (and currently writing a novel without writing a novel word) and pulling nothing but the difficult out of the top hat while the bunny munches grass in the hallway. you might say: i’m thee asynchronous voice over in search of a film....
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