When nothing is left but divinity And each man shouts to the next: "Look! We are become the human angels!" Wings made fabulous-- disasters surpassing 5 imagination! Abominable, the bricks of this image. All will be re-constructed, in Paradise. At the discretion of no God Do I spin and unfurl; 10 What is the hypothesis of passion? The inextricable answer in the diamond. "I am the unnamable silver, past continuation, I march beyond continent and clime. 15 I sing without vocable glitter." A death that was reasonable shimmers Shining ignored in a dirty jade pool. Men will that day become? Men will that day become? 20 Tales and fables melt to insignificance; Palaces disappear in a maze of flames. Men will that day become what? I woke up in an ecstatic ditch; I don't know very much about it. 25 The disingenuous suffer overmuch. The rhetoric of Democracies! Very commendable! And after the Sousas and oompahs.... And after the senses to emphasize 30 what blankness?
From the collection "Ascent"
Written by Gregg Glory [Gregg G. Brown]
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