Sunday, May 28, 2006

1936

Subjectivity got to feeling like a horror movie
I wanted to be out in the out of doors
I wanted mothlight and pharmacopeia
Anapests anaphora and animal life to reassure me
That whatever we'd done this time to end the world
Would really come down from the sky to break trees

O Siberia o animal heart
The cradle of this fellow feeling rocks
Like an eccentric wheel
There is no television mercury brain
Bobbing on the mm hmm of the waves
Only this getting to know how we will be