HOW THAT MIRACLE
RESCUE SAVES
I've read all that I could about tendencies like
this : the Hart Crane delirium at the end of a
boat, the errant Moldavite staggering on shore,
the greedy man from Menker's, looking
at lucre each step of the way.
-
It's nothing different, really, from Death itself.
Nice in a glimmer, then the lights go out.
Someone yells 'Save him!' while fleeing
in the other direction. Confetti floats down
from some weird ticker-tape of a broken mind.
-
How many notes this clown has left behind!
For myself, I'm tired of reading them; they
fade and waver like a sophomore flag
at a really bad halftime. Ask him,
over there, the midget selling
ice cream. See what he says.
In the end, all that matters
is that it's over.
I've read all that I could about tendencies like
this : the Hart Crane delirium at the end of a
boat, the errant Moldavite staggering on shore,
the greedy man from Menker's, looking
at lucre each step of the way.
-
It's nothing different, really, from Death itself.
Nice in a glimmer, then the lights go out.
Someone yells 'Save him!' while fleeing
in the other direction. Confetti floats down
from some weird ticker-tape of a broken mind.
-
How many notes this clown has left behind!
For myself, I'm tired of reading them; they
fade and waver like a sophomore flag
at a really bad halftime. Ask him,
over there, the midget selling
ice cream. See what he says.
In the end, all that matters
is that it's over.
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