Howie Good :: After Phrases by Huxley

The gendarmes
with dicks
hanging out
and small,
hooded eyes,

so that people
will have
their liberties
taken away,
but will rather
enjoy it.

And this
seems to be
without tears,

an epigraph
from Anonymous,

legs shriveled
and twisted
by childhood polio

and half-covered
in snow.

 Additional work by Howie Good appears in print.