Caucasian Bird Riffles - Carla Bley

Knowledge is what

Shakes its fears

In lacking

All experience of them

By words of mouth knowledge

Is what shakes its fear

In lacking all knowledge

Of them

Nothing lurking

Which isn’t genuine

Windows blackened

Bylaws of eyes

The feat incomplete

Hunger alone

Left as unfit

To eat

What is it to stand

So innocently

Offering you back your seat?

Lurking Caucasian

Bird riffles

Lurking Caucasian

Bird riffles

A sullenness

Not as simple

As expression

This sullenness in us

Awaiting the disillusionment

We know

To reduce distortion

That still shocks so

The sullenness of families

Of compromise

In claims

Of wealthy histories

Or in a stray uncle

Signatory

To the sanitary napkins act

Maturity

A sulking loss

Of reality