"Milgram's Progress"

the sirens look for fall
a quart low, crust at an overpass
not yet turned to stone
a little promontory
watching the fall
advance, recede
tourist bus to Antarctica
hits a rock on the way
floating in the air
the sirens look for
autumn, one day hot
with flickering shadows quip
next day a jagged wind
how can you call this a season
standing at the pump
outlined in yellow tape
torrent or torment
in the dry garden where
spider eyes refract
mercy of calcspar
and i came here to know it only
s5ni double monkey
building on the shore
what cairns
look
the sirens are fall


"Sweep off the Persian rugs,
Shake out the buggy bugs,
Buy up the bunch of jugs,
Pull out their wooden plugs."

--Richard Griffin (via Silliman)