Nothing Moves in the Universe

nothing moves in the universe
a few cars and trucks
on main street
something lights
through the grass
a hare i thought
or a robin
but i am high
and the grass is tall
and a car alarm shouts
over the green paint
of the lawn
where the neighbors play
he drives a nice new chevrolet
because
he does nothing
but work
two small women
in black cardigans
peaceful blue masks
matching wet brown buns
and fists full
of snow white
target shopping bags
walk past
walk past
clark is here
again
with the chimney
he ran home
to get
so he can
grill meat.

wikipedia poem, no. 9

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  / suffer
      
      it 
has all them off 
with one would 
    think 
       about 
      death
and 
      every 
       time you have 
to 
       have 
to 
have 
been thinking anyone brain tied behind me

women 
+ 
sleeping a 
     literature of art   
      yes    
   just as 
      on them 
   off with 
one of 
art   yes  
 
     just as on 
        think any literature / suffer
         
it has all my 
literature / suffering

it has a 
    subject i am not getting 
  one brain tied behind me
     
women 
and it is a 
figure 
of them off with 
one 
brain tied behind me

women think about 
death
      and think any one brain 
tied behind me ...
        
women + 
   sleeping a literature of 
mistakes you 
have to have to do but courage not courage not courage
                                                         never courage

for Susan Sontag & Robert Frost