by Nancy Kenney Connolly
Kurtz multiplies like maggots---
how bituminous the sky
that stokes the stars' outcry
seven hundred thirty-seven bases
not counting
installations in Etcetera
Crowned in plastic wreaths---
how odorous the offal
of fabricated laurel
in one hundred thirty-two countries
not counting
failed Etceteras
and, even as the darkness crawls,
who or what writes on the walls---
Nancy Kenney Connolly lives in Austin TX, though she will soon move to the Chapel Hill area of NC. Her poetry has been published in such journals as Asheville Poetry Review, Cider Press Review, Concho River Review, The Lyric, Sycamore Review, and many others. She has three books, most recently Second Wind, and a chapbook, I Take This World, winner of the Main Street Rag Chapbook Contest.
