Poetic License: October 2002 Online Poetry Journal

Brain Curl
by Brady M-W

Your Green Leather Couch
by Jesse Davis

A list of fairytales from a babylonian city
by Ramsay

Untitled
Nellie Pagan

Since Hannah Moved Away
by Martin

Affection
by Christina Raye

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Your Leather Green Couch
by Jesse Davis

and he suffers in his cell
and the zooms and the fades and the audio
clips
your life away
and while sitting on your green
leather
couch
you say i am with you
my brother mumia, leonard
i am with you
with your brothers?
you sit no you sleep no you
lay down
comfortably on you green
leather couch
while your brothers lay
on the cold metal beds that inhabit
the red dark bloody orwellian belly
of the beast
and the same beast that captures and tortures your brothers
is the man that gives you your freedom
and the great man has a name he is
george al osama bill dick john mullah bush gore bin laden clinton cheny
ashcroft omar
i have seen him in the bar
and he has a face
though his eyes are shallow and cold
his body weak and old
and although your man and your hero give you your freedom they
wish to remove the freedom that you almost lost that fateful day
and what would you do if the man who gave you your freedom
the freedom you live for
the freedom you fight for
kill for
fall ill for
sustain for
campaign for
die for
lie for
love
for
decided on a whim to
take your freedom away from you
like a flower that you die and live for
picked at the stem and stuck in a vase
at the oval office table the face
of the first lady distorted through
the contour and you
and your freedom have fallen by the wayside

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