Out on the Lackawanna
you can railroad
into the night. You
can drive a spike
through any heart.
Split the Twin Cities
and burst the skin
of Canada. Miss Mary
Mack Mack Mack
Take this rope and
lift yourself up
by the neck. Tap
it out on the sidewalk.
Ashes ashes you all fall
This poem is very close. It is all about rhythm and action, action action. When you have those working for you who cares about meaning?