causea memoria, the new brutality,
a coin toss glimmers, the dim sight of new signs
advertising shrapnel, front doors close for shootings,
back doors open,
fuck you mister death means anyone but you
fuck you mister death means you are afraid and a bank,
calling you collect, repossessive tense, sidewalk stained,
infectious money
singular
i have seen a cinema of servants
flinch in the service of a king
outside of the imaginable
this is how it feels to realize
you are already inside the palace walls
never nor no closer to any throne
this kind of fight
the modern spirit of constant implication
the new McCarthyism sneakers boxing day shootouts
on the thirteenth day of christmas, true love wept,
bodies christ
blood christened new square, life
a productive brand of violence
so we read McCarthy’s West Texas 1980
in the
tremble of virtual violence
old ways form reading
America’s failure to come to terms
comes to term America’s failure
substance style, subconscious conversations
the frontier, the road, the nausea
brutality is always foreign
shocks our stockings off
there is always something
wrong with anything
a film with bones in the noses
a film with Yeats in the noses
this is no country for old men
pitiless as the sun
an apparition of a golden gun set
high upon a drowsy, blood bough