This one is cheating because it was not written today, or this month for that matter. But you've never seen it before, so just pretend that I'm lying.
CAROUSEL HORSE
Flesh a ship’s flesh
bones the bones
of the dead
a gilded instrument
bespangled
trotting mouth
agape at
München
Follow
the cameleopard
Leviathan
my brother
Ark lion:
blade & frost born M.
Illions chopped loudly painted
round haunches
a kouros
for the children-burden
for the brass ring-
clink into fingers
the lightbulbs’ glowworms
matte wooden axle-Bavaria
in a child or monk’s hand,
Neuschwanstein, always
mountain-sized
mädchen &
scale errors
never daunted
giving
as only object can
love inanimate animate love
mount
of God
(nostalgia)
of History
(nostalgia).
In the loop powerless
seizing
gazes & bodies
Touched
moreso than
a quick beast
in successions’ rosary
leisure station
such as I am
wooden phantom, a cog
no less perfect
moving
stasis
orbit & archetype,
warped & buckled
ever resplendent
plastic finery
bronze tack & rod
unclosed eyes
trotting always
toward my brothers & sisters
away from my brothers & sisters
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