Day 10 of the 2007 Fun-a-Day project with the Artclash Collective.

A Poem for Speculative Hipsters
By Amiri Baraka

He had got, finally,
to the forest
of motives. There were no
owls, or hunters. No Connie Chatterleys
resting beautifully
on their backs, having casually
brought socialism
to England.
        Only ideas,
and their opposites
                Like,
        he was really
        nowhere.