Thursday, December 18, 2014

Homage to Catatonia




Estoy aquí solo



George Orwell conoce 
a Carlos Castaneda en 
el Reino de Valencia



it is 1926 in Burma
and the dense frail shadows
murkily slither
and they join the elephants
and timber



these trains
are not puny wisps
justice will be
the core of the sun



abandoned
to its own nature
in gravity
and in the grandeur
of the raw naturalism
of ur-radical
debate



the coal thinker
burns
to make a universe-sized hospital
to cure
a novel about our trains



Esto Yaqui's olo
and now in a golden well
of gravity



dna will hedge
its articles on the gutter
but not in Suffolk



disappointed
down and out
and working in secret
you can see its sick foot like a tooth
begin to pale with fervent luster



a crooner
of disgust



angels lark
in the gallants



and there with N
at rock bottom
and mad
the poor horse
the evil pilot



there I began my life
in the sucking fog
of a green sun



a fool
will lickerish difference
and so the spot
on its lung or son
will shift



will
and volcano cities
swinging back
into the most ordinary
snobbishness



very
philosophical