Cosmopolis

a box four degrees high

by seven degrees wide,

twenty-eight square degrees

of plains, mountains, rivers,

rock formations, sand dunes,

and gold both yellow and green

and the minutemen employed by

Brownback, Ricketts and Mead

are stopping the green gold

on the other sides of the

latitudes and longitudes

exporting the independence

of a wild card will not be

tolerated by rectangles

defined by the offspring of

The Traditional Values Coalition

and the outsider from a

trapezoid further north

sees that his quadrilateral

called home is a

cultural wasteland,

a place where vanilla,

mayonnaise and eggshell

are the accepted cultural norms

no public hand-holding by gay folks,

no head shops every few blocks,

no independent booksellers that

openly advertise Chomsky, Zizek

and Marxist subsequents,

no main street that a diverse

cast of denizens calls home

in short, many states in

between the ninety-fifth

and one-hundred tenth

meridians and between

the parallels of thirty-six

and forty-nine don't carry

cities that boast the

cosmopolis label

and the ones who willingly

choose to live in the safe

places are really missing out

a trip outside the box

of normalcy rarely ever hurts,

no matter the boundaries of

latitude and longitude

you call home

take a drink from 

that cosmopolitan

called the cosmopolis,

you'll be glad you did

Reviews

[wordman]

you will never know life unless you experience it,in color and out loud

[Kenneth The Poet]

I am visiting a big city for the first time, and I've visited a number of big cities in my life. I think this is really the first time I've ever experienced one for myself. Thank you.

[wordman]

it was my pleasure