Six O'clock News

Written by: Merle Manu

With troubled reason, with 
my past we watched 
imperial oligarchies on T.V.
I follow in shadow,
amid destoyed things, share 
an ill-concealed secret
dream an inconclusive 
dream, hear the music
from a mosque, sonic boom, 
bombast
I go between 
humid
fibers to live in substance and 
silence, and 
you
make a cathedral
of your arms
to blanket my
humility.