HOLES
there are holes in the paper
places of quicksand
the words cannot
traverse this broken landscape
move at pace
across the page
shocktroop you with
tactical juxtapositions,
lightning images
no
the whole nature of
poetry has changed
those books on mechanized modernism
so obsolete (ultimately
so) better
thow
them away
only good
for metaphor
subtext is where
the power now
lies