Below is a reactionary riff that was written while contemplating the subversive weight of Emily Dickinson’s The Brain, within its Groove–(#556).

Our Brains, connected Flow
Whichever ways — We want —
But let a Virus veer —
T‘ld-be easier for Us —

To put our Current back —
When Oil has all been burned —
And scorched a Fever for the Earth —
And melted all we’ve earned —