Friday, June 23, 2017

Q: WHAT IS THIS RADICAL DONATION YOU SPEAK OF?

THE ICE MAN
NO LONGER
DELIVERS


The Frigidaire lies down
upon its crown of noise.
The mind exists. It snows
like a hum hum hurrah
awaiting compensation.

The day will end.
The week will end, the month.
The year will exit by its key.

No antiquities afoot.
No cha cha cha.
What remains is mystery:
the radical donation
to the Arctic nothingness
of the hum hum hurrah.