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A Statistical Analysis of Your Profligate Charms (a.k.a. A Peculiar Ode)

hello, dear

thinking of your qualities
unstrained mercy and all of that
I find myself wondering:

what if you were the norm

if the world was–not you, but somewhat statistically–like you
what would the world be

(I know, for instance, a world of merely me’s would be a dreadful place of egos run amok)

but if all our fellow human beings fell within
one standard deviation from you
in fairness
all that good stuff

Well, then, I guess we’d have a nice little world

But from perusing the news
I see it’s not to be

Oh well
and lucky me


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we’ve been burned out

the city you knew
a bruise in history
broken capillaries
speaking to discreet and private calamities
ripe for forgetting

it’s horrifying, creation

atoms in the asphalt buzz
and we shutter up the windows
board the doors
keep the disharmonies out
pray quietly
for another hour


slave to inertia,
plod on
a noisy, cumbersome exercise

but somewhere is made ready
a secret legion
with visions
of crystal towers
cities of justice
and above all
alive inside
with the possibility of myth
the epic
once all the purveyors of painless outrage
have spent their tedious little words
the paragons
will be left
integrity riveted to their iron frames
the superstructure of that which they have chosen,
an immutable certainty,
heroic in their steadfastness

the last great meaning


They have their drumbeats
and we, our own
autotuned and synthesized
meticulously focus-grouped
slipped through panel after panel
of experts on cool
and soccer mom surrogates
each bass tone
scientifically balanced
and vulcanized
we drain the life from it through plastic tubes
and pipe in a patented Vivacity Substitute(TM)
until it has all the sheen and luster of genuine music
with half the fat
and this stale, lame thing
we hold up as a shield
against the hard, sharp edges of their bone knives