Describe What You See

 
  
 A bellowing woolly rhino
 crashes into a Pleistocene
 clearing.
 I can't shake these beasts
 from my bones.
 
 Stuck in the illusion that
 we are changing,
 or have changed,
 or will change,
 or even want to change
 our lives,
 take a good look
 at yourself, and describe
 what you see.
 
 Energy and magnificence
 make an argument viscerally
 in a triumph over
 vulgarity and speed.
 Accomplice of a nameless
 obscenity, 
 a metaphor for 
 nonconformity that affirms dark,
 creative energies
 that orthodox 
 political-religious-scientific
 thought would repress.
 
 Diabolical energies flow
 with the most swiftness
 and potency.
 
 But in America
 there is no recent poem
 everyone in a bar
 would recognize;

 so turn up some
 unsuspected star chart
 that leads you off
 in search of
 evermore distant
 constellations.