Poems for Everyone
- & now, the graceless refrains corroborate.
- & such infinities.
- Where the voice that told you what the voice will tell you had told you what the voice would voice when voiced.
- The compound eye, the fly.
- Out among the cathedrals / mosques / synagogues and so on, barking dogma.
- The full-fledged fields, thoughts of some harvest.
- & now, the graceless refrains corroborate.
- The bird of the word aflight, amidst the Panopticon, fearful night.
- How important the weather.
- They appear like innocent bystanders examining the quotidian with kitchen utensils.
- How to prune the loons.
- O Wisconsin.
- & now, the graceless refrains corroborate.
- What has the Internet made of my overactive imagination?
- I lament the lament of forgotten blue skies, that pyrotechnic display that I saw in your eyes that fateful day at the County Fair so many pumpkins ago.
- They propped you up, Vladimir!
- And Victor, my Victor, ‘tis verse not poetry, you know.
- Foucault as psychopomp.
- Wittgenstein as psychopomp.
- & then Michel Foucault fought Ludwig Wittgenstein!
- Wow.
- Cocktails, little forgotten disasters, Lunesta®.
- The way they want to neutralize experimental poetry, you know.
- Such infinities.
- Dionysian mountainsides, the uniqueness of ice crystals.
- French New Waves.
- & now, the graceless refrains corroborate.
- & now they do, do they, said the self-conscious,
- & now they do, hunh, said the quizzical, the doubters, the self-assured,
- & now the graceless refrains presuppose “grace” and “gracelessness” as well as an absent song and the idea of a refrain including all of its connotations and historical usages and the author is soooooo dead said the critically savvy
- & now the graceless refrains corroborate corroborated the believers, the true believers, the chosen ones,
- & now the graceless refrains corroborate, and I, too, am a victim said the others and the others among the others among the others.
- Let me tell you about my otherness, I hollered toward the visible rooftops of someone else’s worldview.
- (& now the graceless refrains corroborate etc.)
- I am a rough, too, a hullabaloo, a bugaboo.
- I am an interstitial relationship, an interesting font selection.
- A deconstructed smorgasbord.
- Real live animals.
- Free ringtones and everything.
- & now the graceless refrains corroborate.
- O we who joined the ranks of the few,
- O we who so bravely departed,
- we who could not explain our choices,
- we who dismissed the present as a fiction,
- we who dismissed the past as a fiction,
- we who dismissed the future as a fiction,
- we who dismissed fiction as a fiction,
- we who dismissed dismissal as a dismissal,
- we who fictionalized nihilism as nihilism fictionalized us, O.