We need rain, you bet, clouds
promise wind jazz, play low.
How risky, annihilation’s here
on the street, gaping holes.
Facts are round as reality
breathing like faithful dogs.
Generations stage burning thoughts,
the audience crosses its legs.
May your erasures rise
above stings and dreams,
the friendly palm,
mornings of machines.
Afterwards what’s claimed
You Should See it From the Beginning
Have you ever seen so many gulls? What
do you suppose it is? Call it my women’s intuition,
if you will. But I’ve never trusted neatness. That plane’s
dustin’ crops where there ain’t no crops.
You want to know something? I don’t think
Mozart’s going to help at all.
When General Motors has to go to the bathroom
ten times a day, the whole country’s ready to let go.
People do a lot of things in private they couldn’t possibly
explain in public. Your hair’s all wrong. It has such
wonderful possibilities. I still don’t understand
how you knew I wanted lovebirds.
There’s someone within me and she says
I must die. I’ll wear the darn clothes if you want me to,
if, if you’ll just, just like me.
Let me go into the church – alone.
Note: The poem collages dialogue from a number of Hitchcock movies, including Vertigo, North By Northwest,
Suspicion, Rear Window and The Birds. The title is a tagline from original publicity for Vertigo.