Wednesday, June 3, 2009

J. Edgar Hoover Portrait Tile

Under the glassy surface of the past, its solid square,
Smiles the fat sadistic tyrant in his skin of dirty joy,
Blackmail and his own bad drag, celluloid and negatives
and tapes on everybody else. Look at that face. Grendel.
He’d eat your secret heart, eat your diary, eat your ears.
The shower in his bathroom runs on other people’s tears.

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