Too many Alphas. Too much Alpha. Sunstruck
With Alpha. Eye-sick,
Head-sick, sick sick sick Ο
Sick of Alpha. You kicked school it
Collapsed in Alphas. You shook
The lightning conductor between your teeth –
All the sky-signs registered Alpha.
You burrowed for a way back out of it all.
Down into a cellar. There in the dark
Your eyes tight shut
You turned your mother inside out
Like ripping a feather-pillow
And came up covered with Alphas.
You stamped and stamped
Like Rumpelstiltskin
On your Daddy’s coffin and the whole band
Started up Alpha. The whole stadium
Clapped Alpha, roared Alpha. You sniped at
Ping-pong balls boy-friend after boy-friend
Jogging on pin-jet fountains and bull’s-eyed
A straight row of Alphas. Won a huge
Plastic Alpha with blond hanks. You smashed her
With a kitchen stool and out fell
Tick-tock Alpha. Bloodprints
Of your escaping heel
Signed the street-scene snowscape Alpha.
Anyhow,
Anywhere to lose
The Furies of Alpha you crawled under
Or hurdled every letter in the Alphabet
And hurling yourself beyond Omega
fell
Into a glittering Universe of Alpha.