Ames Progressive

“First melted off the hope of youth
Then Fancy’s rainbow fast withdrew
And then experience told me truth
In mortal bosoms never grew

‘Twas grief enough to think mankind
All hollow servile insincere-
But worse to trust to my own mind
And find the same corruption there”
-eb

(Sprang the land from up forth the garden came).
dark mask filtering the sky – even still maybe slight flickers
in this evening shade

very dark
ah near very pitch black (from sound somewhere spent)

He took a long drag from a cigarette

fifth column, orange plume

and
expel a smoky breath
(raspy voice hollow eyes)
tottering bench

falling to
nighttime over college

Shortly long the sun rose
golden shadows on the ground.
Light faded into there
this shadow. Emergent world awakened.
Oh.
The sun risen
hanged of a celestial crown
churning liquids kindled illuminate
Crystalline spheres heaven-held

pointed the way
there now, how the morning birds-
like angels-do rise and sing

And I
as a young man
I
out and out
and
down we go

descending down the mount
passing the olive tree
tore the virgin
snow- through
head held high
like good king louis

and going down
further down
came to the precipice
came to that bitter edge

There was quite
Nothing, in view
I’m no hero

Let us
be disaffected

She said eat of this fruit
Exit God