ADMINISTRATION OF COUNTERFEIT VIRTUE
She's got a plastic Hollywood ashtray stashed in her desk drawer
He's selecting a fig
leaf for the campus logo
And the bird goes blind in its egg . . .
(The Christian, on his ascending ladder, burns an outline over
and then we know, once we’ve seen it,
that kind of silence--it’s hard to just write it away . . . )
Comes back as something covered with winter
A benevolent, anti-intellectual lust . . .
Mountains and sky painted by Albert Bierstadt
Fireworks for cave-dwellers
And then the wind starts blowing
A pelican sits watching CNN, wearing slippers, drinking a
__glass of scotch . . .
It's not really part of this season anyway
Beowulf growls at Jane Austen . . .
But the student's not delusional, she's talking to God long distance
not exactly the business plan dad had in mind . . .
Which is why we find ourselves out West
looking to escape
(A segue from the merely fatuous?)
sleeping through the fog
of another marine layer . . .
The Crucifix casts such a tall tall shadow
And the black crowned night herons crap
all over the eucalyptus trees
they’re nesting in, the trees shifting in the soft Pacific light
the birds muttering to themselves
As I stand facing the green water, the sound of traffic grows
__faint . . .
just one voice had been in the room
But then everyone started talking at once
I’m aware of all of this now
in Southern California
listening to the roar of the ocean . . .
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