@ACC,he sends his students out to open mikes
to interview poets outside the walls/to speakspell where freedom lies
Tonight within these colored walls of Resistencia,he is respectful,aware
ready to read and share his personal roads home.
"I want the daily events of my life-each one,one by one-to mean something.."
and they do,in chronicles domestic and personal,a song for one
with eyes watching,solitary witness to relationships/changing
as the crowded room leans forward,listening
his life on every line.Like AT&T,they listen in.
Like butchers,they admire the chopped lines
lives they do not lead but can buy under covers.His life.
Mostly unread.He defers to others.Smiles,with respect
Most of this will be unwritten