Sunday, October 18, 2009

35 : Deborah Poe

Against the broken, news faces the planet—brumal translation
from lobbyist to bragadaccio (350 parts per million)—ice caps
rendering binary, tidal margins turned against the (un)Believers.
The upper limit for carbon dioxide. The upper limit of music.
Can't get this trumpet out of my head. Can't get this trumpet into your heart.