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Fermilab, Chicago, 1984.

eclipse dust & dopesick
from the dark noon runing
expect no vile victor
but varmints swarm tarmac
online & the urnfill
artfully pours cartwheels

They tried to bury her.

"The War split mankind into two, and neither half can understand the other. Some have seen Hell open up before them and will bear the image within them for the rest of their lives; for the others it was just so much newsprint." --Gustav Meyrink, The Green Face (1916; tr M Mitchell 1992)

"...it is interesting to be reminded what the public think poems should be doing, what poems are for. They are for holding what can’t be held or said in any other way."