National Continuity
It makes us sound like we’ve become a poor-
ly mixed syrup flavored latte; sunken
sugars bluntly stated at the last sip
Our selfish individualism
easily lends itself to threats. (Wherefore?)
Cyclically reciprocal ones make
the world churn, spin. Do you remember when
the headless God searched and everywhere was slip-
pery goo, when touched would bridge the schism
between death and life (for ourselves, we may—
near the end of Mononoke-hime?
In the dark, sweet icing melts down a cake.
Frances Townsend has fulfilled an ample
American Dream: the ideal sample.
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