Question of Guam

Dominique Hinestrosa

 IF I WAS TOLD 

HOW TO PROPERLY BEGIN, 

I DO NOT RECALL. 

TO ADDRESS THE TIME ELAPSED: 

I HAVE BEEN TROUBLING OVER THE LINE HOISTED,

SUSPENDING THE SYMBOLS INSIDE THE ABYSMAL SQUARE.

TAUT, GUARDING THE COLORS OF TRITE REPLY.

I HAVE BEEN SHELLED AND TIED. SUNNING 

THE YEARNING FOR YEARS AND YEARS

AS IF I COULD HAVE EVAPORATED THE 

OCEAN IN ME WHERE ALL BLUE IS FROM

 TODAY, I GNAWED THE NET WHERE THE DAY BEGAN, 

IN MEMORIAM: TO THOSE FOR WHOM REVENANT BELLS TOLL, 

CAUGHT IN THE FANGS OF HISTORY JUST LIKE OUR 

CHUGUANGGUANG. THE CALLS WE HEAR

NOW ARE FOR HEARINGS AND MOTIONS.  

AND IF THIS SALUTARY ACT PROMOTED AMNESTY ALONE, 

AS IF EYE TO EYE– THIS NON-VOTING TYPHOON 

WOULD BEGIN WITH DESIRE AND SLINGSTONE   

BUT THE PRECEDENT, THE PRECEDENT, DARLING, 

DICTATES THE LETTERS– NOT THE RESOLUTION. 

AND IF IT IS MEANT TO PREPARE YOUR-SELF 

DETERMINATION, I CANNOT FORGET 

THE HAMMER HAS YET TO DROP. BUT, 

THE SPEAR TIP IS EVER SHARP, 

UNTOUCHED, THE BROWN TREE SNAKE WHISPERS, 

REVEALING TO US THE PACIFYING ALLEGORY 

OF SSSLOW CHURNSSSS AND REVOLUTIONSSSS 

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GUAM?

IN THE DREAM: THE RINGING FINALLY CEASES. 

I REACH THE TRUCK, LIGHT THE MATCH AND MAKE THE BULLET MINE.