Wikipedia Poem, No. 742

“You don’t need a story. The question is How long do you not need a story?” David Shields

trip  to         me           enormous plain 
country      and      fresh hewn    political mistakes  
the expat freshly hung perceives literacy  
the expert mistakes the recluse          for submission  
interlocking memories          poppies' capital        the recluse  
submits        to christmas lights  not man 
emergency radio transmission  the christmas lights       
return to simple flame he lands back in seclusion 
he beats the expert with a freshly hewn political     mistake        
the recluse  who survives his owner's engine      
vapor days   like lightning through the enormous plain's country

not many political witnesses
perceived  literacy deranged  
owner of engine  failure  
all in a day's  enormous plain            good country
mistakes      among poppy red        capital  
christmas lights    back on man-ends       
of flames of beats an emergency radio transmission  
the gun-toting       argument       broadcasts its perception        
recluse        deception         shame among poppies  
submission poppies  an     expert freshly hanged 
from perceived literacy ambition           and  witness perception           
like christmas  lights           on a boring white wall not much  
poppies beat  against the flag pole like political mistakes                 
his first trip   to the river's