The gambit

Re-built time over London bridge
laugh so soulessly to yourself
that the sane are man made holograms;
it’s zero zero twelve. And I will walk
this bridge again when I am dead
and when I am alive, and the earth’s core
will not matter, as it does not now
I will walk this bridge like Vesti
La Giubba, like I Pagliacci, and there is this opera we;
are watching, and this woven
water
that swells at the bank dripping up
then making itself
forget.

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s