“I see that the elementary laws never apologize ... “
Walt Whitman
In the shallow creek of the summertime
A trickle would flow like spotted wine
Then came the days of endless rain and storms
Trickle became deluge sea-ward borne
The fine obstacles of ego by modern man
Met with this deluge mostly unplanned
Where yard became lake and street became stream
And municipal fountains merged with municipal greens
And in homes shuttered from nature
and lives shuttered from natural truth
In common basements deep and profound laws
surfaced to the shocked homeowners view
As the façade so easily washes away
Most are without hope in the end days
So strange a scene as the ordinary merge
into the apocalyptic ancestors
battle with the Word
But the modern hasn’t the grounding
to resume the great fight again
And the beast always ravenous
in the ordinary modern is finally at hand.
9/21/09
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