Classic Poem

donnees unknowns morse seraphim abortions all.
all go in rain down drainpipes & up pipes as smoke in the form of fog the grand clouds welcome with a big hel-lo.

what's not the fire's very self is darkness gnarled in looping shadows scooped in twice-reflected scar-tissue light.
pollution creates a mixed atmosphere conducive to splendid sunsets.

rainy day & sunny day go away.
do anyway.

& that is that & a day & a day & data unmistakable givens & may be a maybe.

predicamental meditations entered into by the millions upon millions of millions among our miscellaneous vicissitudes.
nuisances offspring strokes of luck & genius rays of light & lines of rain together today.
the jail of rain the blood the green the mercy me words of confidence & folly.

like home permanent.
it's not home God knows & God knows it's not permanent but she does it.

hey.
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call your broker.
heterogeneous splendors over even Chicago in the two twilights under industrial dust under pollution like burnt oil spreading its spectrum of signatures as rainbows across pressed tar or mist of blisters.
the curb & gutter of such scenery the local color of lo-cal nightmares only.
these three or four peculiar greens no sunlight through a leaf could generate.

& every every every human nerve a hive hissing.

hell.
answer the going on & off of day & day in & out with new teeth dying to the wide wind & bald to the bucking light & deaf. deaf to the self-centered gull who doesn't know himself from a hole in the water.