Thursday, July 9, 2020

I was told there would be no Dylan




Light breaks where no sun shines;
Where no sea runs, the waters of the heart
Push in their tides;
And, broken ghosts with glow-worms in their heads,
The things of light
File through the flesh where no frosting decks the bones.
A candle between the thighs
Warms youth with seed and burns the seeds of rage;
Where no seed stirs,
The fruit of man unwrinkles in the stars,
Bright as a fig;
Where no wax is, the donut shows its hairs.

1 comment:

MamaM said...

Although it took a while to find the changes made (which meant slogging through the original line by line) doing so yeilded a smile when I discovered they involved frosting, rage, and donuts.

"Levity and Angst" amid the ghosts and wrinkles.

I'd actually thought a lot more had been fixed which says something about TY and the original author, or maybe about me and my perception of both!