25/10/00 pastel afternoon
coal-age poem: BASSO POEFrOUNDo
a score for two or more
voices
Undergound behind rockface
not far from ravine
down with nothing between
fallen place, singular wildness
stratum after stratum
level by level
aspect dreary,
degraded Babylon
Rusted shade of fog
sockets of dust
ruins chaotic
strewn wreck gigantic
tracks in dirt
Promonontory Wall
no art detected
shapeless intermingled marl
fierce dream of roof-struts
mercurial insomnias
granulated traces
desolate sight immense
Eyelids holes pouring
long eyes on desert
elsewhere found immediate
distant view several
vigil skull as basin
mist into silhouette
concealment proceeded
threading route rushed time
shadow recedes vanishing
trees keep going
thrown from precipice
cast aside order
minutes pass roving
light without light
firing quick purpose
ever killing masters
one who sits on edge
one who listens never
rapidly had reality
dead in contemplation
words arranged from one page each:
THE BEAK DOCTOR by Eric BASSO
THE NARRATIVE OF ARTHUR GORDON PYM by Edgar Allan POE