Sep 8, 2014 | Uncategorized
Because it still is there
it still is them.
In the movie nothing moves
but colored light—
everything you think you see
is me.
And Pilate wept
his wife clutched her temples
the Sabbath crept upon them
wrapped in ignorance
to give them ease.
Give them peace.
Sep 8, 2014 | Uncategorized
Supermoon tonight
and it looks up to see a
Superearth—
that’s you and me, darling,
alone among the apple trees.
Sep 8, 2014 | Uncategorized
The evidence accumulates.
Sun on the terrace
on a different planet
we have not yet organized.
When you get worried
recite Saint Paul:
Do not accommodate
yourself to the system
but renew the way you think
and then he’s young again
old house new skin
badminton court out back
two maidens clad in white
a flying shuttlecock.
Sep 7, 2014 | Uncategorized
Each part
the history of the whole world
each line
an
epic
a movie in 4-D
waiting for the aisles to clear
when angels
saunter by to sell
those special cigarettes—
you have to see them,
it’s not enough to listen to me,
the fives are strife
of one color or another,
the girl has a sword
clutched between her knees
it’s as real as a cartoon
a word’s a proffer
invest in it
a
word’s a door
yank it open and disappear.
Sep 6, 2014 | Uncategorized
Indecisive disclosure
a mind without a zipper
the purse-seine savages the sea
and there were words in it
this time, Antietam,
bone,
this time Actium
never now.
History is a lizard basking in the sun.
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