from We Do the Polis
In the photo
I’m dancingand the photo’s
on the internetgeo-tagged
to the nightwe swayed again-
st the sound
Even as
we knewit would
never lastlong enough
for this tohave become
an epic poem
Fences
downkitchens
upit’s what
we calladaptive
design
Like
usinga hammer
to makean ATM
out ofa parking
meter
Police realism
bounds into contain
the messsqueeze
the schematil it pops
and unlocks
Uneven
developmentuneven
poeticswe were
the crisisnow we’re
the consequence
— David Buuck : Oakland : 2013