In praise of the hush of early morning I sing.
In praise of the hum of automatic climate control. In praise of large-scale manufacturing. In praise of drunks and addicts, bigots, altruists, millennials, boomers, Charlie Puth, Drake, Mick Jagger, Wu-Tang, the Communist Party, Martin Luther King Jr., water heaters, angry drivers, concrete, penicillin, Instagram, computing power, minimum wage, the fall of the Berlin wall I sing.
In praise of Sendak’s wild rumpus and the crackling of human life I sing.