Thru and Through

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…the awakened man is banished

from the realm of certitude;

he is, as Melville says, a sensibility

that suffers, he is what the Mississippi

is carrying, what is born by the river:

poetry itself.

Welcome to the Drive Thru

the lost and sensual o, g, h.

The city-scape devoid

Of the luxury of ornament.

The concentration camp corrals.

The wrapped burgers

and warped money

machines and the very

efficient state

uses lethal injections

of speed and permanently

sealed windows.

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