|Dante's Party |
It was, of course, a New York affair,
as Italy had gone the way of the communists,
and the religion, while still around, was supplemented
by a rigor of conceptual thinking known as
theory. Somehow a new word they thought.
He transplanted the best of Hell
to the streets of the more vicious city,
thinking truth was an apt occasion for a rebirth,
and spiritual or commercial did not matter.
Dante found, again, that the two could work
as one, but invited all the wrong people.
A taste of flesh and forward forward curves,
and then the long climb up the burning ladder.