Poems
Poetic Justice
The elephant appears without the slightest indication
that he is demanded.
An infinite inappropriateness.
Continually learning.
It was simply a series I didn't care for.
Small cupolas.
A numbered pairing.
Trail off.
Invasion of space. Name of cigarette.
You can tell at any time. I get up for breakfast.
You feel it is impossible to continue.
Terrible tedium.
ABABABABABABABABABABABABABABABABABABABABABAB.
Some snoring.
& regardless of their relation or that we were in some ways unnatural.
Possible pictures.
"So in what sense...?"
(Charles Bernstein, "No title." Poetic Justice. Baltimore: Pod, 1979. 27.)