Remnants from sublime moments
in a life fill the pages. The reader hopes
the bliss easier going for the author.
The husks remind the bourgeois-
trained commuter that tiger cage bars
housed Ezra Pound or that Rimbaud
played with symbolic order
on shoe laces and then ran away.
‘How to’ guides search
for the reset button on realty.
Creative acts would provide alternatives
to wars ravaging country landscapes,
city centers or in peace the poverty
condemning neighborhoods to early deaths.
Clips from TV shows viewed from laptops
or handhelds provide a similar exit today.
The “I’ve got mine; you get yours” art
went beyond video games to a nirvana.
The hypnotic slumbers and mad love
that marry contradictions liberate, perhaps.
But dreams love for more than dustcovers.
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