Sunday, April 09, 2006

permanent occupation

and yet we
everything radiant names
to explode carving the
shape o f

into sinister f i r e w o r k s
rushing t o w a r d

as we crossed the thres h o l d
into lakes of sewage in the streets

n o p a s a r a n

enter a desolate world
of skeletal b u i l d i n g s weeping
p o w e r l i n e s

cathedrals of concrete
converge into a p l e x u s
of nerves connecting the eye to the land
name s
of cities are epithets for the things
we forgot as we crossed the

t h r e s h o l d of the cities
grew out of

leave among r u i n s


666poetry-finchnot said...

i love this poem
just so wish you would use a larger text for my poor eyes

thank goodness for increase text size :)

you write / amazing poems / i particularly like the lay out


François said...


Thanks. I've tried to play a bit with HTML tags, but it made the text way too large and it ended up bleeding off the edge of the screen.

AnnMarie Eldon said...

v cool

luc u! said...

very nice.

i enjoyed how it sounded in my head.