This poem is taken from Stand 220, 16(4) November - December 2018.

Ian Ganassi Poem
An Easy Fix

Let me give you a hand up.

I haven’t seen a pile like that in quite a while.

The entire population of the seventh-floor smoking lounge.

It was getting even closer in there.

Fight or flight for instance. No matter how much you have.

Convinced they hold the morally aesthetic high ground
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