BEFORE
I read the poetry
of the dead
which I would not
recommend
to anyone
for what
business
do they have with us
who live?
what trade in, what purchase
of
their defunct ideas
for
everything changes
moves so fast you
are no longer left
in any position
to recollect
things
that were;
all that was
and so
we are
so much the better
for not
knowing about them
better
not to let their words
trouble us
let us contrive
to forget
erase
take out of
the picture completely
I read the poetry
of the dead
their
dead poetry
disturbing the Hell
out of me