Tuesday, February 2, 2010

Me against the machine

The purpose is the marble block
to chip and blow and bend the joints
and waste and waste the flesh in crash
against the stone to change its cash
to bartered bone and worthy points.

the black stone square is old as man
with Babel once and twice and more
to build and burn the forest floor
the black stone square is old as man

from choice and current up stream crawl
we scrape or drill the
blast the base and cut the
stop me before I name the thing
that is in me
that is this society
this alter of eyes
I will claw until my fingers go
and keep it simple as I go.
as I go up the river
to the stream.

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