The Sins

Nobody ate, the sins.

Mal du siècle, I thought

only in fifteen lines at least.

Does that make sense?

Oh well, if not—I think sometimes of my verse

as being a scourge upon nouns.

But what does it matter if it matters—

aren’t we always already assuming

Meaning

In our talks

of meaning? In that sense, the sin

(The Sin) could not have been a sin

If knowledge and meaning determined it

before there was

Knowledge and Meaning.

Apples, nobody ate

tumbled down the gullet to satisfy a need

before it grew,

Grew with malicious roots to make beauty

unattainable… and move those roots

to the mind.

And choking

stops the stream of words that may come

mercifully.

Nobody ate.