Quiet Revolution

from The Wolfskin Traders by Graham Patzner

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I glide into a tunnel
that pulls me towards our mother.
She holds up her fingers
and frames my slouching figure
curtsying, saying, "You'll always need this."

My loss is a photo
set to burn to a choir.
Voices peel away the layers
That keep stacking up
like cockroaches in a rusty drain

I'm leaving home for some rebel cry that bleeds quiet in the deep night.

And when I go my lover sings for a new day
and a Quiet Revolution.

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from The Wolfskin Traders, released January 1, 2010

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