Tuesday, May 26, 2009

Nietzsche as Ashtray

Filled with revolution.

Is nothing more delightful than the wind,

perhaps a kite-full

should the last page never return

be an attaché, diplomat.

Just as amber preserves

arm yourself with dreams.

At a minimum love it in the night.

The museum inside the eye wide


There on a tiny barren island our

big dark universe,

(but maybe you were thinking about the country).