Spose thmoment were on a bench in Battry park
on thbench made of hardwood ash was
dog-man planed dilgently in thstiff air
thit thnewborn scream unto threadywound
thpainted vermillien favord in seventyold bureaucracies
nsiens oer thpark office whose hair smellsve mild-dew,
hereon this bench should involve the old rake of geese
or duck: was thbird what ythought twas, wast the size
ythought ysaw? ditch ythinkm much larger once when
birdsn birds canticoyn across pinkeny sky
spotspon spots drawn closern skyve distances
high vaultige arriven placesn sudden realization—nhere!—
Spose dto carry lungsise the stuffve rooms t warth
tbe away from dancesve officers n agents
thi elision of time we'ren, thcapital time,
thviolence you've seen, thviolence ythink ymight
get wayfrom, get farwayfrom, that ymight
scape hetrotrophy tselft
and each sposed in its steady day
ypaint feelefold thvisage blue
t Urania's wet lefes heave yth ele f dogpelt
redoublen of time capitaling tself in abraiding lines
canticoying men that know nothingve you
swike men that know nothing ofall
Spose y on this high bench were to judge
ginst thhistory of meat, aginst the cold hours spilt
elleovenenthe butchry, with heads of geese, the smell of ferrum in thair,
aginst infrigeration, aginst thhours n distances, the flights,
ginst thdecisions made to make nmake demand
no ymustn't be sweet, only nicen elike ababe in time of labish meat
still ypaint in secret th Egyptian geese of the dotsky
in whose time the sihtve Urania's hair grayer n drifts
her face nits freckles further t your eye
firmament swide n warty with fury
for the time, after birds
in the year of butchry
And spose in this moment that all things of bloudwd change
her hand, viciousnd kind, on yerhand,
and the medicin like satanus asshole mint in peristalsis down
your juvnile throat, and thwoman who testedye, who thought
maybe you're ready, maybe indeed you're of the few,
and this challenge is thright mesure of your lyf,
tho she didn't yet realize but then could see
you were at sevnteen thmeter of
every man one could hope to never be,
there she was across the river awaiting your change
nthe air between you shimmerd heatfully like
the angel was waitn for you talso see.