“The Court of the Land”

That one time I broke another poem, because I was thinking about the Supreme Court in the hospital, and am thinking about the Court again, given impeachment moves. #whenwthinks

a perfect oddity of numbers–

nine, black-robed;

backs bent over papers typed,

typefaces archaic,

stacks never-ending–

a law built to honor,

to protect that person,

which they also are:

persons first, to citizens be, to judges become,

legalities so made,

to remember the first,

to always be.

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