JAMES HOUSTON ARTS

INDIFFERENCE The letters of loveAre spread overLandscapes in bannersOf shimmered paint Bashed away with stick and ballAgainst walls of resistanceAs if it could everBe forced or tamed Counted and discountedWith each plucked petalFrom unfortunate flowersUntil none is left to reconcile * * * * * While the flurriedHaunt of hate in diaphanousHood with liquid gazeFrequents…