DUAL CITIZEN
I am writing you
this missive
conscious of the tiny
devil on my shoulder
winged like a bat
trying to
get my poem
to parrot
the rhetoric
that just steams out
of his mouth
hot Nuremberg style
meanwhile, the other
entity meant to balance
this duality
(put stuff in equipoise
to reflect
a Gemini moon)
creature angelic but
in semi-
state of rapture
leaving me to my
own
(and demonic devices)
as it flutters below
the ceiling chasing
less
than celestial light
and so, here it is, a
text which
could have been
more measured, produced
better
individuation
come to your reckoning, I guess
you will be caught
in
and between,
unsure
of where I stand
and where
to put your feet
remember the truisms about
lining and cloud
(Blake’s
little imp)
silver where leaden
but all manner of danger
should
they beam pure gold
I tell you this
with heart undivided
yet
complete dual citizen
poems 2 die for 