The Ancient Modern
Eat Them All / Joshua Alan Sturgill
I delight to be deceived
by superficiality! I care only
for the sounds and disregard
the meaning of the words.
I naively love limpidity
right along with melancholy.
I have no wish to distinguish
souvenir from parasite,
ephemeral from salience,
abundance from effluvia.
What does it matter to me
what they mean? So many sharp
and shining syllables!
Why can’t I eat them all
—and interchangeably?
No one (any more) believes
oblivion is hazardous.
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