an emporium of falls bluestone arch brick beaver dam marble
spacious halls refined thriftily
a superscaled pearl
pulled from a ton of modernity
Author: hinzadw
free phantasmagoria
a literature a fountain
scribes working treasures beyond kings
vicious bits of a great electric train
torrenting valleys cycloning shanties
a balance sheet for enigma.
finished work satisfies briefly
two children
benevolent corporations
sharing and sharing alike
on a wide sunlit treeshaded avenue
where young men learn great things
and sick heal.
father’s anthropocenic cryonic motherless toddlers
careen about the shrubbery
as birth and death sit chatting on the benches
his adolescents skateboard around the fountains
as truth and eternity remark upon the statuaries.
conestogas and teslas
roll slowly up and down his wide avenue
minding the traffic control devices and the speed of light.
in a building symmetrically added
someone may find the beginning of time
libraries lectures music and galleries
relics endow perception of ravages and desolation
as beauty and truth
in unbigoted contemplation, without rancor
unmarked.
from secure investments
community in orogeny
colliding continents
compress and congeal
veins of granite gabbro basalt
layers of sandstone limestone banded iron
shifting forming figuring
uplifting mountains of quartzite slate gneiss
through clouds
sun wind vapor rock resound
and rain flies like music through the valleys and streams
not my maryland
despots filled the streets
cobbled with ignorance born from greed
bastard sons and daughters of mother hell
will snuggle in parlors with empty words and moldy swords
thirty thousand new suns could not wrest the nightmare of your torture
your hurled bricks pieces of iron and coal epithets a lunatic babble
as you writhe in self-forged chains beneath your hell bitch mother
puss oozing from your blistering flecked faces mountains streams
murderous premeditated with no soul to yield or defend
distant thunder soundless in the void
that could have been hearts beating with the earth
regressive park cents
unsettled i swarm a multitude
invading this place
cycling through so many sundays
greeting strangers in wooded undulating water vistas
an ideal passenger leaving little trace
wanting clear city springs unbuilt boulevards streetcars
primordial flocks and schools of birds and fish.
until i just breath
the polite conductor
sharing speed
destination or direction
space
time
air and light and temperature
moving and waiting glances words faces
together on steel
in wood and glass
streets melt into cinema
animating our city
spindle principle
no one notes the dark steel serpent
low almost submerged steaming out of middle branch
sleek and cutting
sailing time
plodding along dry sea-beds
yachting through silent oceans
no omen marks the shoals and canyons
only the wake resonates
going to see sam
order of the star-spangled banner america
america bred degradation
tubs of blood ripped plug butts rattling america
america shall rule with secret pig blood
the america rhetor tweets himself unparanoid unthreatened unpatriotic unsecret unprotesting
america great again america
the brave wannabe all thumbs combs the drama constantly