By Richard Mather
“Observe this fagged-out world,
this patch of chemical scum,
where things – people, cats, tables,
nouns, quarks – are in frozen flight
from something we call ti esti.
A laser of light on a lens or a
little globe of acid in the petri dish
should suffice – then we can write
our final report. Lots of data
but I don’t expect to be enlightened.”
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