A Library Used To Be (Black Hole And Its Concentrated Edges)

Do you make good money?
 I make some
 I hope when you listen
 Think of money
 How it dries the very ground
 Oh the roses bloom from money
 Put it in, twist it in
 Twist the bills
 Watch the transfiguration
 Oh I know it makes your head spin
 What we do with money
 Oh I know it makes your head spin
 What we do with money
 Did you love Mimesis?
 The first two chapters sighed:
 I am a forest
 I am a fascist
 And we knock internal selves
 Are you the transcendent signi-signified?
 Oh I lied:
 Promised not to sing the word "signified"
 But you've got science
 You've got science
 I am reasoned poor defiance
 You've got science
 Finest Science
 Fix bad motors
 I know it made your head spin
 What we did with money