Friday, October 14, 2005

1765

The little-known scribbles
With cartoon bug eyes for a white yes
Strew the mentionable winter demons
Along the string-light lip of the volcano

Correction: caramel-thread.
Can you bear how my heart
Keeps jumping backflips to impress you?
I should have been a journalist

Or a lawyer scanning inventory records,
"Subpoena everything!" Somebody
Or everybody by proxy needed Michelangelo
Never to have committed a joke,

You'd have to be thickheadedly utopian
To read Ozymandias as a riposte
To power and not a more general memento
But alas, consider the author.