1:51

The days grow into their names crookedly:
Thor shares a cycle with Lord Jupiter,
with Brihaspati, guru of the Devas,
and with En, and Tezcatlipoca.
Theirs is the fourth day, or the fifth, and has been black,
orange, and wooden, and is good for fasting,
say the men in big hats. And so the days
jostle and rub against one another
like a mouthful of bent teeth, clustered in weeks
that might be five days, or six, or seven,
or ten, with perhaps a null set of Yule days
tacked at one end to prevent rioting.
Poor bastards jammed together on a train
to nowhere, each sure they are someone's sabbath.