Codex Gigas
My many doppelgangers :
I raise my sword By the Power of
Grayskull! pinch my earlobe Synergy!
Hail my team I am Phoenix!
These clues keys secret identities
The me always receding
Hear me: who gave you permission to
Rearrange me like Lavoisier’s
Experiment that Muriatic
Acid wash that rearranged
The atoms red rose turned white.
End this. Begin this. Say my
Name. Does its presence make me shape me?
What to do with those who want to say
I have a different name?
Tangled alphabet, illuminate.
--
PopeMobile :
as in the vehicle in which the Pope
rides as in the day the Pope came to town
he rode down Fifth in his PopeMobile four
helicopters formed not a cross a check
mark in the sky as if to say here here
sits the Pope in his mobile while one blue
and white NYPD the fifth if you
are keeping count runs the course of Fifth up
and back cantilevering over Sheep's
Meadow where T-shirts bearing this new Pope's
face glitter in red and gold and papal
flags flutter yellow in the April sun
--
One Day HoMo
appeared the beige plaster
flaked off the wall where the gray
marker amended the black spray
paint Mo there for months
a pre-teen’s tag the Ho added
overnight greeting or threat
or the games of the adolescent
my bedroom window view
-Matthew Hittinger
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