Miranda Writes by Joshua Clover
Postcards after she
(disrespected & disowned by old father-the-prince whose sick mouth
runs this show
well-called when we had the dough
Prospero)
steals a car & flees south.
Imperial Highway / tarred & weathered / tired / incredibly cold / wish
you were there/ /
love Miranda
Nodding off in the emperor's new Cadillac / the brakes are weak / the
steering's wack / am trying to see things from below / I love my new tax
bracket / the car's in a spin & my belt buckle is on the equator / see ya
later/ /
love your lil Miranda
I'm asleep on the heels / of this fruited plane / ahh the wheels / a la Pan
Americana! / O / /
love your somatic whiz-kid Miranda
From south of the border / this last vehicle rotates fast / in the wrong
direction / as does the wax- / apple planet on its magnetic axle / /
know what I'm saying / love Miranda
Goddamn I'm going nowhere faster than the eye can see / I can see 2
shining seas one after the other / /
(to be continued et cetera) / love &
more of the same but better Miranda
Caliban you weak / bastard / I blame you for all freak / accidents / why
didn't you warn me about this storm / the cigarette lighter to my nose /
I'm nearly warm / in the emperor's old bedclothes / I am governor of
this state of emergency / tell the fucker the road froze / & who do //
you love Miranda