THE MOON
The face of the moon sleeps within the full of the moon,
which is a mask of the sun, you know.
Fifteen golden yods
hang from the unseen branches rhythmic winds
fill upwards and downwards. A golden stream comes from the faraway
mountains and The Lobster alone can receive it, by the shore where
to the right of the stream a golden coyote, and to the left a brown dog.
A dog gobbles up one’s monadic existence, Nerval said.
Unclean because renders the good of faith unclean. Yeah,
me and my friends don’t like dogs.
*
We can see The Lobster in its proper place
uncolonized by men.
The Lobster behind the dog’s back
turns to the golden stream
the moon dreams.
The dog turns to the face
that hides the whole of the moon
that hides…
The golden coyote closes its eyes
and bares its teeth at the dog.
No comments:
Post a Comment