Run Off

An interesting art
You hadn’t seen before,
Not one that imagines

Life after disaster,
Or even disaster
Rampant, as it happens,

Not an art of ruins,
Melancholy longings,
And lonely wanderers,

Not an art to thrill you
With heroic struggles
Against gathering dark.

It’s an that creates
Catastrophes it needs
So it can think through them.

It sends a flood of words
Washing away that house
Life invested in you.