January 1998 / Volume One / Issue One
Jason Floyd Williams
roof god.

I stand, in a cowboy-like confident pose,
elated above (5 stories),
the human caterpillars
squirming and drawing their
everyday mechanical monotony
into abstract perfection.

I am a voyeuristic roof god,
itching my balls, spitting over
the side, and
hoping for my thunderbolts
to arrive.