Paradise Undone Poem by Matthew Buchwald

Paradise Undone



Not the subways of the moon
Could equal the stench
Made by a zillion murmuring phantasms
Chiming with chaos rescrambled
An ancestral undersea roaring
Severing, canceling, neutering
The swelling stuttering beasts
Back to the first one
As the shocking shouting stink
Made by time running backwards
A vast muttering of Paradise undone

Friday, May 26, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: cosmology
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