February 20, 2013

hXc

By Tony Brown

I remember seeing that
for the first time
on the back of a hand
at a show 

and smelling
the tired fire scent
of obsolescence 
wafting by

I knew the music
would survive the symbol
but it would take a while
before it shook free

of fashion
anti-fashion
fascism
and other labels 

About Tony Brown

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A poet with a history in slam, lots of publications; my personal poetry and a little bit of daily life and opinions. Read the page called "About..." for the details. View all posts by Tony Brown
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