REPORT when I say now the bombs drop on Baghdad the word now is another bomb it falls on Baghdad and on your idea of Baghdad over and over it lands and is accurate then it goes to sleep if it dreams it dreams it is in all corners of a large room at once or that it is the room having no memory no one in its dream is familiar and having no future nothing happens now awakes feeling its beauty and danger it strides through me to my mouth's brink a naked diver above the hush testing its gravity ready as ever to plunge