from Myths and miscellany: Some instructions: VII:
New myths mean new monsters / new masters in a new medieval
icebergs calved from their frozen hearts
is a machine called a republic that I can barely explain that
eats work and / makes people suffer /
our bodies such defunct machines?
sea of threat / an incubus / a horse to carry you through
to believe translates as dreams.
translates as at night.
italics are mine]
are machines / all omissions
are failed dreams / are mine
space expands between sleeping and waking to accommodate them
machine loves you finally when it repeats one word over and
over again enblued in its single burnished eye and again and
again we are reminded of some half-forgotten myth
machines have no loving grace / are unneutral