Bowl of Light - The Argotist Online
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the ignorance <strong>of</strong> lost causes<br />
Colonial time is nothing like the present<br />
wrapped in fever-warm water<br />
and sunken: a child's dirty,<br />
secret, treasure<br />
burnished by salt and diminished,<br />
hues we cannot discern<br />
always blurred around the edges<br />
viewed through air, that imperfect medium<br />
for song<br />
dreaming <strong>of</strong> pirate ships and immaculate<br />
beards, women in fifteen layers <strong>of</strong> gauze that<br />
dance belowdecks, emerging at night with a knife<br />
between their teeth, blood on their delicately hemmed toes<br />
the brine <strong>of</strong> the air, then nothing,<br />
the hue and cry <strong>of</strong> slaves below<br />
hemmed in by coins worth<br />
their flesh and love<br />
witness whose crime<br />
what took them away<br />
what brings them back<br />
tossing a penny into a mall fountain<br />
meaningless compulsion, frigid air<br />
the chatter <strong>of</strong> teenage girls<br />
the somber shuffling <strong>of</strong> resigned men<br />
the brash glare <strong>of</strong> hormonal frippery in<br />
androgynous display<br />
reflected in this extra dimension<br />
between me and the world I would love<br />
a funhouse mirror<br />
the edge <strong>of</strong> everything<br />
Colonial time is nothing like the present:<br />
it's underneath<br />
water<br />
soil<br />
our consciences.