Tuesday, December 09, 2008

Poem for Immediacy


So in its mediated way
Of that windshield
It is the fact that no

Glass obstructs which
Bothers us proves some

thing surprising for
The eye entranced the
Hand reaching through

It to that beer can
History race class an

tagonism inversion of
This obvious trope lost
In the missing glare.

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