what does this mean.
to see walking men
wrapped in the color of death,
to hear from their tongue
...
won't you celebrate with me
what i have shaped into
a kind of life? i had no model.
born in babylon
...
it is all blood and breaking,
blood and breaking, the thing
drops out of its box squalling
into the light. they are both squalling,
...
listen children
keep this in the place
you have for keeping
always
...
curling them around
i hold their bodies in obscene embrace
thinking of everything but kinship.
collards and kale
...
you are the one
i am lit for.
Come with your rod
that twists
...