Sixteen Seconds of Sleep

i still can’t remember
how i was dismembered
burned a hole in my telescope
& now nothing is the same

once it was an idea
an inspiration for a dream
bordered on all sides by
a system for dismantling
structures of stagnation
incoherent subtexts
broken down into atoms
bursting with impotent energy

a monster
a madness
an apple
an amsterdam

but i still can’t remember
that time i was dismembered
burned a hole in my telescope
& now nothing is the same

after everything has been discussed
mysteries solved, maps unfurled
molecules of manic force
this one idea expressed in voice
this one idea blown up to ash
a system for ideal equations
vocalized, extemporized
a simple sign of blind poetics

a monster
a madness
an apple
an amsterdam

but i still can’t remember
that time i was dismembered
burned a hole in my telescope
& now nothing is the same