OR ANYCITY


like in the exploding
plastic inevitable
or anycity

bellowing while the
bulges of night
withered and
tittered
away

into the wee small
hours

bestowing upon us
beasts brink bright
whining and
dying
along

like in the helium-filled
fuming inaffectable
or anycity

like walls steamed
to an astute star
lit monastery

bring us the mirrors
and silver screen
snapshots

engines roaring and
in streets below

bring us future
and hedonistic
astronauts

M.J.C.A. 01-08-2006