Monday, April 13, 2015

FALSE PROPHECY

On the second-
to-last
day on the planet—a feeling

too new 
and strangeto comprehend 
intellectually

will swell to warm
the space
behind of the eyes of—not only 

each poet—
but every kind-
ly, upright and polite-

hearted doctor
who has ever rightly
told him

that there's 
nothing 
especially—wrong with his insides;

not of fear
or relief or self-
righteous indignation,

but simply—of failure,
unfurling 
in slow motion

behind 
the subdued and melancholy
low brows

of both of them—that is, 
of sheer

unwillingness, deep
in the core 
of each man,

to dare 
under-

take—what
he can't 

understand.

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