Nietzsche

Bear in mind the hurricane’s
calm blinking eye
barely within earshot

then a strongman with a high-
striker mallet
stepping up to the plate

and with–Houston,
we have lift off!
you might faintly grasp
the nonplus

of being dropped to my knees.
Through a crack in my skull,
the dunt from the the skin-

head’s monkey wrench speaking Japanese

 
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