Passages records the books I'm reading, the live music I'm hearing, and the movies I'm seeing. Every now and then I'll throw in a passage from a book I read a while back or a trailer from a old favorite movie. Occasionally, there is something that simply caught my eye. But most of it is what I'm reading and hearing and watching in real time.

Sunday, June 23, 2013

Bomb

O Bomb O final Pied Piper
both sun and firefly behind your shock waltz
God abandoned mock-nude
beneath his thin false-tale'd apocalypse
He cannot bear thy flute's
happy-the-day profanations
He is spilled deaf into the Silencer's warty ear
His Kingdom an eternity of crude wax

Gregory Corso, Bomb

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