Now we see
With James Brown blaring in the background
On a booming jukebox
The spectacle of America
That evades reason —
The skin-blessed women
Dancing next to the athletes,
The purveyors of life, blood and vibrancy,
The whole system of deluge
Within want, an orgiastic orchestra
Of that for which man will fight, and
It is the plentitude
That defines us, the endlessness of
Immersion within a lethal light.