POLITICAL POEM
ANARCHY LEADS
to perfect discipline .
The sin
ofEmptiness
is born of steady progress .
Let
us
laugh and scream
our way
to fine-edged embarrassment.
We 're merry
hungry grizzly bears
within a tent
of gossamer.
We're balls oflint
upon a shining
floor .
The eyes of deer.
Black holes in space.
The look upon
a lover's face .
