Take Hiroshima:
           the mind is blown

post-apocalyptic
           the future-perfect

memory panning
           a flash of darkness

neither total nor complete.
           Take violins:

the elbow that scrolls
           in the air

instantaneous monuments
           of some other

moment now also this.
           Take anger

management:
           confess

your misdeeds.
           There is a poison

like a pollen:
           the light weeps.