"sed Saturni dolium"

for John Escamilla

 

 "it wasn't a Saturday at all--

just another one of Saturn's tricks"

Angilbertus 

but it wasn't peace that was ruptured

rather it was something completely         

imaginary

a mere unspoken arrangement

which too many of us thought

was sanity

INTELLIGENCE

the one who drops a bomb

does not accompany that bomb

to see what the bomb sees

bombs are not taught to speak

and this

is no accident!

people who make bombs

and people who drop them

are far more ignorant

than bombs

to be as intelligent as a bomb

is exactly to explode

OGRE

to the ogre

broken hearts

taste like froot loops

 

dreams are like

cotton candy

which he quite likes

 

vermin, which make him shiver,

look like poets: “where do they even

come from?”

he says to his wife

 

who is made out of broomsticks

and balloons

she commits suicide daily

and daily is brought back to life

to care for their

fucktuplets

THANKS FOR THE REMINDERS

thanks a lot for banning Plato

from being taught

at Texas A&M

 

it’s a great reminder

of some things I almost forgot

 

the randomness of the real

and the reality of the unseen

 

the illegitimate nature of categories

(see Theaetetus on ‘white’)

 

the grudgelessness

of nature

 

and the stealth

of objects in flight

 

thanks for the reminder

that laws are easily broken

 

and that there is very little time

for fucking around

 

*

in fact here’s what I would do

switch out Plato for Hipponax

think about it:

Aggies will dig his choliambs

but then (if I were you)

I’d ban that asshole too

 

might as well be safe

 

after all

solitary divergence on a point

of lyric meter

is nothing on which to found

a theory of liberty

—but maybe it is