out of the dark
i.was.a.man
with
questions
sifting
a hundred half-productive plans
i think, therefore i understand
these waking dreams
and nightmares where the world begins
(ships that pass for people in the night,
bridges desperate for a tryst with dynamite)
so, out of the dark we grow
.wild. with understanding
a train of thoughts that will never
reach th-
run.
baby, run.
make your mark
on modernity,
evoking eternity, all—
there's a moment that we're here to hold
-messiah-
--revolution--
---love---
there's a shiver where the spineStill cold
- cheap wine still cheapening-
and out of the dark, and
into the six-dollar night
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