Lockean

the substitution of
pioneering anarchy- to
the dry tongue of academia,
standing in the shallows,
trousers pulled to the knee-
knee-
deep in the warmish water (tho'
it is september) writing
discourses

which are dialogues
to the desiccated bones of locke-
and the
formaldehyde eyes of montesquieu-

standing in the water.
wading.
surrogate towards open hands and the warm
breath-

of arms around
one's neck. or heated quickness
the pulse of lips-

tomes
are cedar-
brown. they at night play like the
milieu of odd dissonance
and

lapping fountains that they are;

a nougat of
politic-economic-societal

loneliness. the pale eyes of the frightened
fish and smashed up against the paleness
of printed-in-manhattan expressions:
how at evening the professors stand shore-
long fighting over behind the held breath-
battles
before. they are battles after-
wards moreso.

in the
rivers
by the city (fall-line, that)
where a great city shall
be built
and a great city with a name penetrating like hawkish
eyes,
rolling on the carpet of heavy green that, beyond
the scope of

"thy"

practice-