Borderlines

bu Daniel Wilcox

Seven Catholic rebels hang by long ropes
from telegraph poles,
down the railing line
of tracks back to the future,
but around the necks of historical ire--
repeating rifles, revolting scenes;
we revel (ation or lution?)
from 1917, a year fat with sacrifice,
to 011 when Aztec gods decapitate the heads
(0 God!)
leaving no longer anything for a rope to cinch against
in Mexico. Oh, execute the reprieve.