Detention Center Protest
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God sent me over city lights
the national guard on their way —
When I flowered (flourished) in Ohio
in Bosnia another country gone
lines left etched with only glaciers
no geopolitical meanings

When I drew their souls up
When I saw the canvas furling
Snow mixed with salt, a fire
Helios having no bearing
(clouds, modernity)

When I learned to drive a car
When I thought about them
strung like beads over dashes
I had another (no) country in mind
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