Len Gurts Still Flames (He Doesn’t Know He’s the Bush)

And I’m just staring at this burning bush, yeah,
in its cage, bursting and flamed—but still

in its cage: it points and points
and it chews—studies the ancients

and patients—clunky degrees
and flames—still flames—still rages and spits.

And I can’t get close
to unlocking it.

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