DEEP STRUCTURE

DEEP STRUCTURE

and suddenly, totally
unexpectedly

I fell into a poem
talking of manufacturing
consent for a
“great artist” and
the deep
structure of
irony

thinking of you
too excited for words
flying to that island
that
   great M.I.T. brain
up in the clouds

eliding
   your Kubrick
redacting
your Nabokov

soon to be
there with Woody
playing it again

and the gods of satire
drooling at the
         thought of
the fall
    from great grace

into their
     realm of scruffy
syntax
   and superbly sordid
                     semantics