The clocks all agree
they’d prefer eternity
to picking the bones of seconds
for time’s Tantalus-meat,
but there’s no time, it seems,
for whims and ablutions
in the era of animate things.
If time is the negation
of immediacy, we’re strolling
through a spectral theme park
in search of a coaster called
“Devourer of Souls.” Maybe
you’re twisting at the cotton
candy of non-being, a nadaflower
tucked, all [...]




