"if we consider what can be seen:
engines that drive us crazy, just hating
lovers,
that fish in the market
stares back
Cueing in our minds, rotting flowers
, flies trapped in spider webs,
riots, roars of lions in a cage, love clowns
tickets,
nations who transfer people as pawns,
thieves in the light of day with wonderful wives and wine
night,
overcrowded prisons,
the topic of the unemployed,
grass dying fires insignificant enough men
old to love the grave.
these and other things show that life revolves around an axis rotten.
but have left a little music and a poster
stuck in the corner,
a glass of whiskey, a blue tie,
a slim volume of poems by Rimbaud,
a horse running as if the devil were
twisting the tail on the blue grass
and screaming and then, again, love
as a car around the corner,
point, the city
waiting,
wine and flowers,
water running across the lake, and summer
summer and winter and summer and winter
and again. "
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