Tuesday, September 4, 2007

capital idea

islands lapse covariates again
you are my sugar face again
the endowment is as low as many rivers again
corpulent donors take out trash again

whenever I rinse ivy with the sturdy hose I rinse
also a life also I soften integers
as though they had been functioning
as letters of the alphabet

some things are known and fully
some things evolve into contagious notice
some things redeem themselves
or they appear to heal not quirkily

the debutantes are moody as young gymnasts
the warlords pace the state
under the hot lights and behind the eyelights
foreign and domestic and some safeguards maybe sting

we are votive we are simplified
we exist even from afar
we wink in our collective daze
we freshen up we spend our sinecure we also die