Thursday, April 2, 2015

1/30 2015

Asperges me, Domine, hyssopo et mundabor,
Lavabis me, et super nivem dealbabor.

Let the river rise.
Let the catfish-back bottom shift,
let the mountains and the rocks fall
on the strip malls and hair salons
the all night gas stations.

Let the stone quarry disgorge what it holds
the truck, the bones, the dark.
Let the fracking ponds,
the coal slurry and the rusted tanks
come undone.

Let the earth open its throat
and swallow men, and coal and dark
in a whirl of dust.
Let the trainyards burn.

Let the boarded storefronts and the darkened houses
settle into rot,
Let moss burst through the bricks
Let the flood wipe away the names
scrawled on the wall.
Let Flood. Let Fire.
Let Dark.

Untie, Unravel. Unclock.
Let the dead come from their silent house.

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