NOMENCLATURE HAS IT
The scientists agree the universe has no limits,
that the unending dirge of time will go on indefinitely,
the every cry rings at a Heaven's door. It does seem
like that sometimes. Even here, in the corridors of
a dark Wall Street canyon, there are things to be
seen and done, and others not. Giving names to
all the animals was only the start of things.
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We missed our mark most times since then.
There are no branches over these streets,
though these banks have many. That sounds
so bucolic, does it not - though I mean trees
and the rivers others may think I mean banks.
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So much of this is personal frenzy, and I do like
interior-narrative jokes. Close that new book, wastrel.
You are not made for this declasse brood and you'd
better move on. Everything you call something else
has probably another name altogether.
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