.....

Drum corners and through walls from every direction--


the half is now halved and halved again
him to the earth itself buffeted by stimuli
from the forces holding each individual
the very large size of even the smallest piece of material


seize pamphlets ink with wet
from between bricks cast by a light
from the sky brains
from the thoughts that control the weather
in your guts     in your cemeteries
and all the stumps which my tarnished marble was not born from