Sulzberger on Vacation
Sulzberger on vacation
at mercy of zombie editor
sleepwalking past the row of soda can tabs
like a daisy chain
the contour(s) of infinity
each structure primarily maintained by
the profilers
mounds that raise the embankment
buildings without power
children trading
teenagers pickin’ the weeds
the concrete bandshell silhouettes
my friend’s AA meeting
while we all stand reticent
forget the storm surge
at the core of it
the foundation
the cornerstone
with a sick nucleus
ok, enough with the outlines
the substance is water
and it mixes with
Screed
in the business of garbage?
can you make sense of the fallow surplus?
I will hold your contract
spill the debris and make another fresh kill
You sign it and sentence
so am I an outlier or a seed blowing on the
East River?
refusing to transplant
sloppily, slipping between establishments
oh how I hate order and
pArtOcracy
Just let me die in the red tape
bury me in the contaminant-filled meadow
just a few blocks from La Mama