A Song of Rivals

David Harrison Horton

The saddened stalks of cornfields
before the burn off
hold tight their death-row reveries.

Think of the universe, says the professor,
as a bad Tupperware container:
all that mess,
but no leaks.

The Tin Man’s arm is in need of oil.
Dorothy isn’t in the mood today.

This buffalo only has three legs,
and would make a good obverse,
sitting in a pocket,
waiting for war.

David Harrison Horton is a Beijing-based artist, curator, editor, and writer.