Deep, intense, and emotional.
The poetry of Altis Conners reaches into the everyday world and rips the covers off, exposing the naked truth for all to see.
34 stunning black and white photographs by Ashley Johnson
34 masterfuly written poems by Altis Conners
This is a book every poet should read, and treasure. This is how it's done.
The poetry of Altis Conners reaches into the everyday world and rips the covers off, exposing the naked truth for all to see.
34 stunning black and white photographs by Ashley Johnson
34 masterfuly written poems by Altis Conners
This is a book every poet should read, and treasure. This is how it's done.
Corporate Flames
The city is burning in corporate f lames
Caught in the hood of an SS Camero.
We cannot water it down with indifference that f lows unchecked
through the streets
Weaken the corporate dress with blue and red plaid.
Corrupt the ingredients of the capitalist’s cocktail
Too much truth,
Not enough vodka
Watch your hope set the 67th f loor suite
The shades lower
The stock market bell tolls in another night
The wind shifts, carrying the reek of victory from the side streets.
Carbon copies give wild applause.
I could stand and protest
Wait for you to act surprised
I could wade into your mind through the tides of indifference and
GAP commercials.
But I’ll leave the view to those who never look up
While they silently wish for wings
The city is burning in corporate f lames
Caught in the hood of an SS Camero.
We cannot water it down with indifference that f lows unchecked
through the streets
Weaken the corporate dress with blue and red plaid.
Corrupt the ingredients of the capitalist’s cocktail
Too much truth,
Not enough vodka
Watch your hope set the 67th f loor suite
The shades lower
The stock market bell tolls in another night
The wind shifts, carrying the reek of victory from the side streets.
Carbon copies give wild applause.
I could stand and protest
Wait for you to act surprised
I could wade into your mind through the tides of indifference and
GAP commercials.
But I’ll leave the view to those who never look up
While they silently wish for wings
