in 1884 are waiting
for 1984. The Ballad of Lane Kim is sung
in the choir when the lights are off
to ward off gentlemen too dull boys don’t like funny girls
to live on this planet Lane dreams of the sun’s
escape its utopian footsteps grooming fine wines
we can follow in subsequent rapid guitar
movements theological seeds sleepwalking
100 years of American foot binding
decisive various string noted
movements keep flying and after some flying
the Muscovy cranes fly east over Hokkaido.
Was Bach’s mother vegan too? C u l t u
re confetti,
wedding day back-brace couture, faster pulse and breathing
the middle class, youth, intellectuals,
urbanites – still they whisper who kissed you?
their favourite bands House of Clay Fabians
Moulding Peaches the remembered yesterdays
of indie-kids audiophile church-children
birds of the hollow bone passing music via
associated cosmetics sharing lipstick with the lord, mama
and other hazards
