The Wealthiest Man in America
 

is not the most powerful.
Or do I mean the world

of flies and slums and moons that wail
this is life

accidently an intoxicant
without nobility? Not all who squander

are lost. The grass is greenest here.
Here the grass is greenest.

Here the sun is brightest.
Here thy shade is night.

My politics are adjectivial.
My mind a mind I do not think

I do not know--
I do not know.

I do not weep.


 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

the sharpest focus against a logical exception
is not the rule but the way it lies above perfection

fathomless