Two Poems: Jacob Sunderlin
AMENDMENT TO THE PLEDGE I SIGNED PROMISING TO NOT PROMOTE RADICAL THEORIES ABOUT THE OVERTHROW OF THE STATE WHILE TEACHING FOR THE STATE Some election, some conviction, I have queued up Coltrane blowing into the empty seats of a theater in Japan, between them & out over the radio, playing this at them. They are getting shifty in the boat shoes & khakis of their fathers, insurance adjusters. This boredom, I’ve done the math, 60 bucks an hour to sit through. Just write down what you see I say, thinking of his breath— thinking of the 15 grand a year given to me to give them this. * Later, at the laundromat, folding towels into trash bags, it’s still bouncing mouth-to-mouth—Russia’s paying them all this to rig the election, what they found—and the owner,