Apr 11, 2014

4/11/14

 
Electric light age;
no keep
nothing for keeps.
Kelp & soy;
marooned when
one stops working.

Call this an ethic.
Tied down,
when so many
cease to be
agents of
a new career path
like a transplanted
heart: bismuth
& polyurethane
like a mace-head
for a master of

ritual naming
never used in public
heimlich
aristocrat
mensch
lagan
pawn
from the skies 
packages & fingers 
the consensus slopes 
& ants in our heads
 he didn't come back after the 
accident 
strike the line of poplar trees 
I wonder how to live like them

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