"East and West."
Interesting how primary world square
the cycle of meaning every now and then,
the way the inside of a wagon fills with passengers
right before a train departs.
Right now, for instance, East and West
invented so a body could orient itself
by the stars in the desolate expanse, mean more than maps,
where Mecca's on the East side and Los Angeles on the West.
These are the waking ends of the world,
and it all seems so innocent.
I'm going West, but there's an endless series
of towers to the East, electric grid like Eiffel's facing
Paris.