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Lucie Brock-Boido - Freedom of Speech

If my own voice falters, tell them hubris was my way of adoring you.

The hollow of the hulk of you, so feverish in life, cut open,

 

Reveals ten thousand rags of music in your thoracic cavity.

The hands are received bagged and examination reveals no injury.

 

Winter then, the body is cold to the touch, unplunderable,

                                 Kept in its drawer of old-world harrowing.

 

Teeth in fair repair. Will you be buried where; nowhere.

 

Your mouth a globe of gauze and glossolalia.

And opening, most delft of blue,

                                                                  Your heart was a mess—

 

A mob of hoofprints where the skittish colts first learned to stand,

Catching on to their agility, a shock of freedom, wild-maned.

 

The eyes have hazel irides and the conjunctivae are pale,

 

With hemorrhaging. One lung, smaller, congested with rose smoke.

The other, filled with a swarm of massive sentimentia.

 

                                                                   I adore you more. I know

The wingspan of your voice, whole gorgeous flock of harriers,

 

Cannot be taken down. You would like it now, this snow, this hour.

                                 Your visitation here tonight not altogether unexpected.

 

The night-laborers, immigrants all, assemble here, aching for to speaking,

                                                                                        Longing for to work.

Lucie Brock-Broido - The American Security Against Foreign Enemies Act

Why do you feel “most vulnerable.” Where,
In Damascus, were you born. To whom do you
Pray. What does it mean to have winged
Brows. Have you ever spoken through
A mesh. Was it dark speech that you made.
Is it hot inside your burqa. Who
Was Frank Sinatra. Why was our war
Called “Civil” and who won.
Can you keep a bright gaze. How tall
Was Allah. What once was Palestine.
What most displaces you. Have you visited
Somalia. Have you ever crossed a border
In a boat, by night, to another land.
Sir, in all how many died.
Is your wife considered meek.
Point to Mecca from right here.
Why is our court Supreme.
What does “The Sound and the Fury”
Mean to you. Who was Huckleberry Finn.
Has your husband ever travelled to Afghanistan.
In Sharia, when a woman’s hair is loose,
Is she a prostitute or slave.
Do you understand what “Red State” means.
Do you speak American. Here,
Read that aloud.
Do you have tattoos. What does
Paranoia mean. In what season
Do we vote for President. How much freedom
Does the First Amendment cost.
Which is the tallest tree. You were once
A doctor; how is it, as you say, you’ve
Come to selling vegetables.
How tall was Jesus in bare feet;
Do you consider him a refugee.
Have you a disease that is contagious.
What are “The Hunger Games.”
Who sang “Moon River” best.
Do you have friends or relatives
Who are barbarians.
What is the Blues.
What is a Second Sleep. What
Most once made you weep.
When was Lincoln. Who is Stephen King.
Explain what “obfuscation” means.
Have you been lashed.
Who were our pilgrims; why did they come.
Have you ever eaten eel.
Why do you bring just one small son.
Where are the other ones.
What are your other sons.