STOP MOTION POEM
this is my
stop motion
animation poem
took thousands of shots
of the poem as it
unfolded in
the process
of writing it
stuck them all together
advancing them
frame
by frame
see how, magical it appears
ss if, before your very eyes,
the poem
is writing itself
cartoon mechanism revealing
serious
metaphysical meaning,
emotional truth
AMONGST THE EXPENDABLE
it is the small
swuidgy, rather
pathetic sins
of the poor
that outrage the gods,
elicit their contempt and fury
lead to punishment inflicted
consonant with all
you believe
in your dark theology
of a divine law supremely
vacuous in
its viciousness
not to be compared, or
mentioned in the same breath
of the immaculate sins
of great
heroes and leaders
the Greeks at Troy the.
patricians of Rome
the political elite utterly
at home
on Epstein island
whose infractions, at
first glance horrendous
are things
viewed from high
Olympus
divinity adores
confirming their trust
in these best
kinds of people
in no sense expendable
as with the lowest of the low
THE PAINT
the paint wore off
and with it a sense
of vibrant
ordinariness
and with it,
of course, the graffiti
spelling out the rich and
quite vicious
concerns of and life
in Rome
and where
the disjunctions arise
where voices
have their say, not
buying
into the myths entirely
see here, in this corner,
in the coarsest Latin imaginable
an up to date dossier
on the most
recent excapades clandestine
and extramarital
of none other than
the great
Julius Caesar himself?
IMPETATOR
and this is
the plain God’s truth
as to where
you
are now
what your history has
done to
change you
from what
you were
ending the democracy
for which
you were never
really, actuallt suited
gave
you your Imperator
so useless and stupid but
what you
were ready to
die for
finger on the button
about to
annihilate
humanity
that scum of
the Earth, beings
far less
exceptional
than you
poems 2 die for 