from Industrial Alibis: Angular Momentum
already the neighbours' sheets are pinned to the line,
a shadow play of conifers looms large then fades,
looms then fades
birds swim for home;
herringbone cloud pattern on sky
ferment, foment (fulminate)
imagine eye surgeons practising their knots,
stringing necklaces of diatoms
throb tangled bodies
separated by molecules dissolving
the air refulgent with chestnut blossom
even the varnish would tremble as the bow hairs
sent the strings to shudder and shiver over
that singing body of wood
not fallen, but pushed
not pushed, but restrained
not restrained, but illuminated
angular momentum:
because time and energy are related, riding a bicycle is safe
to say happiness, but think,
sip of cool water
o for the beauty of plum blossoms
outside in the rain, beside the rusty wheel barrow
the tungsten-burning incandescence of time
yes, silence. but a fresh order of balance.
on the surface it was all circus and carnival,
while underneath it was pure jugular
and black cellular ooze
we are all doing it
we are all out framing our lives,
walking toward the stark conjunction of planets,
seeking some further thing--
for now we peer through new lenses
of purified electrons, and wait. listen.
how it was years before they noticed
we needed far more than dappled skies
and bowls of fruit and light
if only the accident hadn't happened,
if only the body could reassemble,
stand up and bow shyly
and wander back into the story
one cancer theory is of energy confused
and trapped in situ
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