You could sit there in
Dresden during the
war
With the sky alight with
fire and
fever and sea for miles and
Understand it all: the
art, the
death, the beautiful (fucking
Beautiful) all beautiful from the center, looking out the
Spokes to each acquaintance,
Each body,
Each self speaking in
Tongues,
Babel in triplicate, cagey and reproachful and
beautiful.
It's Beautiful