My Flat Horizon
–after The Flat Horizon by Wang Chung
And there are minerals and animals
And there are colors and blanks
And there are men and women
And there are rich and poor
And there are minutes and moments
And there is heaven and angels
Earth and men
There are differences
And birds fly past the horizon
And nests lie in the sky
And they wing back in that
Precious mortality
And there is heaven and angels
Earth and men
At the horizon’s border
And there is the quick and the dead
And there is the dancers and the sleepers
And there is the word and those outside the word
And there is the words and word
And there is heaven and angels
Earth and men
That separate
Since 1989 Marc Janssen has worked as an ad man, a pitch man, and a salesman. Climbed the corporate ladder and fallen off it. You can find his work haphazardly scattered around the internet and in printed journals and anthologies such as Off the Coast, Cirque Journal, The Ottawa Arts Review, and Manifest West.
