SIX POEMS

EMPIRE

to awake at the dawn
or close of a global Empire

speaking Latin or
British in an English accent

watching the Sun rise
over a river
where it is beginning
where it all began

to curse your fate, wishing
you might sink
back into sleep
for a thousand years
miss this new
outbreak of dialectic
between barbarism
and civilization

not flaunt your virtue
in some chariot of power
down the main causeway
not overly far
    ftom the poor streets

****
SERIOUSLY
.
seriously
it was not
meant to happen

a wholr
array of imponderables
barely possiibles
coming into
being
made it so

and now these
are the signs, symbols
and codes the world
lives by

is perhaps
the great anomaly,
some say miracle,
of history

though in the pursuit
of that truth,
much falling off, aberration

****
PAIR

we are
an unlikely pair

seemingly so same
yet quite so diffrrent

you even
diluted

one-hundred percent poison
contaminating all
toxic to
the core

for my part
though less genersl,
more sharply refined
directly targeted
my cbemistry
is
  more profound
let

me say
designer deadly

having the measure
of all that it is
up for, ripe for
locked into
the DNA

****
NOTHING

write poetry
do nothing

write poetry
do nothibg

trapped in these
forever circles
cycles
of repetition

I contrive
not to aspire

this is the continuity
there is no
escaping from

the poeric economy
of waste and desire

****

SAVIOUR

Oh saviour

trying so hard
to save us all

you cannot
save yourself

killing yourself, as you
believe, to
raise us up

you are killing us too
will not
let you do

whatever
it takes, whatever
the sacrifice that
needs to be made

****
FEVER DREAM

in a fever drean of  generosity
I give myself to everyone
everything

tell myself I am become
the soul and spirit
of complete democracy

am strong and beyond
what you in your hypocrisy
and the world
may say of me

unlike you
I now know what I am not
what I am
whereim my power
and my limitstions

all.that is superior
snd all that is limitation

all
thst is beneath
snd all that lies beyond

all that
is alone
and all that is forever
in consultation,
part

of some great synthesis
I am yet
     to know
cannot be said
to truly comprehend

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