T.S. Hidalgo’s most recent poem to appear here was “Dead Bullfighter in Front of a Mirror” (February 2020).

Song-objection-obsession, facing a grave not William Carlos Williams’
By T.S. Hidalgo

In a tank, the cited obsession.
A prosperous eccentric, war veteran,
decides, every once in a while,
to steamroll the door of a nearby cemetery,
pulls his body up through the hatch,
and hums, walking through hallways,
names of his fellow soldiers,
there, under his eight wheels,
while, in the background now, he thinks,
facing the cross of his beloved, to himself
“We weren’t married yet, of course,”
but, also,
“These are just the rules, right?”