Twilight Pops
Gotterdammerung opens!
The end of the world as they know it.
This afternoon my unquenchable thirst
is accompanied by a mind made of puppy fur
There is energy, but it is all over the place,
thin and wayward, dry and soggy, like those ill
-kempt meadows or ruffled lawns. Making meadows is
no laughing matter: neither is the end
of the world, no matter whose
Grimbeau 