I give consent.
I give it freely.
Release my posts.
Release my replies
to the posts of others.
Release my comments
on their replies,
even down
to the seventh generation,
and then stop,
because the argument
could not be won.
Release my photographs.
Release first those in which
my face is obscured
by blur of motion,
by shadow, by the head of another.
Then, this Autumn,
the leaf-fires burning in the fields,
the daylong mist hanging in the air,
when the lines form
under the watch of police—
uniformed and ununiformed—
I will consent to the release
of the photographs of my face.
Dale Wisely runs Ambidextrous Bloodhound Productions, which publishes Right Hand Pointing, One Sentence Poems, Unbroken Journal, and Unlost Journal.
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