That Dada Strain
the zig zag mothers of the gods of science the lunatic fixed stars & pharmacies fathers who left the tents of anarchism unguarded the arctic bones strung out on saint germain like tom toms living light bulbs aphrodisia “art is junk” the urinal says “dig a hole “& swim in it” a message from the grim computer “ye are hamburgers”
From New Selected Poems. Copyright © 1986 by Jerome Rothenberg. Reprinted with permission of New Directions Publishing Corporation.