21 Bateman Street
after Mark Fisher
cliffface the Lorelei mural's mermaid, comb her hair's golden spiral for spaghetti strands top less grooming than detective work, seeking the grainy quartz veins tones crackling in the jukebox that feed the mass age the carousel of Lorelei rock slides Thatcher resisting acceleration ism four million years along the time corridor: a door way frame of reference, frozen and inertial, and the spaghettified mermaid over laid
