I set aside this epistle, and with it
the epistolary - can you believe I read
Bakhtin for Bakunin? Some carnival
hard up against the water cannons -
people are angry, that's all I know -
you draw it up like music or seismic
tremors through your bootsoles
and it plays hell with your ankles.
Disaffection of youth is one thing, co-
optation is what I can't bear. I
want to have been a disaffected youth:
to have gotten wise to that, and from that.
A 'copter throttles the air, hangs over us
sniffing for burning and burnt-offerings.
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