from Great Coat
And if by plan goals get set
and made
among the sticks and spires
of the surrounding realia
a splinter abutting the monumental
without buttress or shirtsleeves
an old folk song to remind
that the connection at times
must be human
Loss is written
on the dust that briefly
settles in the lungs and hearts
of men,
vacating
with the next strong wind
this Lei Feng learned at 7
an orphan
bags packed for his aunt's house
Birds among the images
horseshit on fire
the smell of puke and piss
the symbols that act as referent
Lei Feng a seven year old boy
helped his aunt do a great deal
of work
An age of concrete and rebar
rebuilding a nation
and laying down rails
there will be time for love later
Follow with the serenity
of somnambulists
the red star
that is your beating
heart
follow Mr. Lusk
into the Museum
to determine for yourself
just how gloriously
irrelevant
everything that has come before
is to this moment