"who threw their watches off the roof to cast their ballot for Eternity outside
of Time, and alarm clocks fell on their heads every day for the next
decade" - Allen Ginsburg, from Howl

The bedroom light flickered,
suffering from a bad connection,
and cast a strobing presence across the hall
like and angry ghost
lacking the rhythm
of a true possession
like Erzulie,
goddess of silent wailing,
forcing a kink
into smooth ascendant transformation
giving the gift of bitter blessings
to count among your numbered days
ambrosia laced with arsenic
suffering to succeed,
each day pasted
over popular history
to create better memories