Alan Bernheimer
from Billionesque

 

 

Billionesque

 
 


                                         for RLK


Anything that is not analogous is all a dream
with too many cops partial to eel,
another life wreathed in smilax
peeling off the hills

Those present hear whispers
between swiftly flowing words:
boarding music, floor lighting
I could not be like that—

a dailiness bereft of aperçus
and feathered elliptical marquees
where adagio dancers come up
for air to innovate crisply

In case of rapture this car will be empty
or deep carnation
Extras are called atmosphere and
few expect statues

The beauty of it is
I am not that important either