Untitled [Muletka Lives In A Shadow]
Poem #75 (From 'The Keeper of Sleep')
I asked Muletka to find me a hacker
So no one would ever remember me again
But as she went searching I soon came to see:
It didn’t matter
The world doesn’t matter
The world forgot me as it (save the cat) forgets
the airborne avian
But it still does matter
Most birds are too loud
I offered my body to dumpy Lethe, if —
And only if …