Little Mechanical Song by Dean Young


 
 

Artwork courtesy of Yuliya Lanina.

Artwork courtesy of Yuliya Lanina.

                                  This music box scares me but
                                  it’s probably nothing more
                                  than the usual grinding rainbow machine,
                                  the usual pirouette of skulls laughing
                                  like the moon, crying like a sermonette
                                  my friend says who also no longer
                                  exists, at least not so we can split
                                  a bottle of red. I myself make no claims
                                  Wordsworth wouldn’t about
                                  a centralized self groping towards
                                  transcendence in the reified night.
                                  I’m all over the place and doubt
                                  I’ll ever be properly born. All music
                                  after all is redundant meaning it won’t end
                                  without starting again.The depths
                                  are above us.
 
 
 
 
 

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Dean Young’s most recent book is Shock by Shock published by Copper Canyon Press.