Fight Me
Jeffrey Hermann
Navies can ride an ocean
avoiding detection
then surprise everyone
with calamity
first thing in the morning
Being a romantic
I can tell you
what the light looked like
Like it was poured
from a cup Like some god
opened a window
and another god
opened their eyes
eased themselves up
on an elbow
Now they’re making breakfast
Don’t be just meat and bone
standing there
like some Old Testament
chump nobody listens to anymore
Try to see with a million eyes
and not one big one
After liberation liberators
never want to speak
to the liberated again
That’s normal
The vanquished know
there’s power enough
to go around
Everyone just has to agree
to give up together
Jeffrey Hermann‘s poetry and prose has appeared in Feral, Palette Poetry, Pank Magazine, trampset, The Shore, and other publications. Though less publicized, he finds his work as a father and husband to be rewarding beyond measure.


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