Friday, March 14, 2014


 pinning machine power by waterwheel
           black blight over
               spread a reekin
      drink its blood the lion in a place of honor

        The sharp-shinned last uninhabited regions where man could
              wherever there was coal to heat the boilers
    his larger brother seized it and tore it away from the crows

           Blood rites have remained drunk either fresh or
                     drought or nomadic migration

                     less than half the cost of horses for the same work

           with faith, philosophy and mystery people drank blood to gain

          black-and-yellow Rocket, winner of the sensational power of cotton
                   from the clockmaker from a barkeep friend

         Their smokestacks and slums their steam engines
                 pastoral streams and financial help

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