Follow me, Imagineers! We’ll make noise
from these dread instruments, shook music
loud as the hell we’ve climbed from, visible
only to the i in piano, the eye in the oboe.
We’ll hoist a cheesecake by an iron hook
and swing blindly at it with our puny claws.
We’ll howl under its influences, meet cute
fuck, and forget before the trembling’s done.
Once finished, we’ll flame out, God or no.
Still, we’ll take our dead with us, our legions
with us, and because there’s always
room for piety, our greatness with us.
Leslie McGrath is the author of Opulent Hunger, Opulent Rage, a poetry collection, and the forthcoming Out From the Pleiades: a picaresque novella in verse.
