Look (To Allan Sekula) by Marcus Civin

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Look

Film still, The Forgotten Space (2010), an film essay by Allan Sekula and Noël Burch

A long ship could be a small thing, a gewgaw,

if it goes away, if it wisps out.

Ship ship small thing upturned 90 degrees.

Say then this ship held marbles, marbles clink-tumble down.

A ship is a blue-neck glass vase;

it was filled with flower petals but now it stinks of sulfur,

a homunculus pressed between wires and sinking.

From my bubbling sea-cage, my long ship now going down,

orange pants and hard hat,

We are all for flowers,

and we will be waiting for something more than flowers.