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C A P R I C E of S U M M E R
"Medulla Ossium"
guide your cartridge fingers
down the slender drain throat
overhead the rain of stars continues
burning embers of god
descend
people praying on the asphalt
gunfire and thunder
the sleek of fire is beginning
the landlines are failing
I can taste blood on the wind
as gatherers of no faith
in the last vehicles take
to the left is summer waning
to the right is summer fat
the moons oblivion smiling
down on mans fate
as its done again
and again
we lie away for now
while the world slowly
changes
the shortwave witness
the blight expostulations
there is beauty in this
death of Dark Time
of End Time
tomorrow is coming
with its bright hope
swirling in the thick dust
I can feel it
I can feel it
deep in my bones
the gift was passed
from father to daughter
daughter to son
and the new world is begun
Comments
Esker
Tue, 2012-07-10 16:44
National Geo
Has its show on people preparing for the Last Days
living in old air missle silos and how they are readying
themselves
I remember as a teen the cold war The Berlin Wall falling
Reagan shot Lennon shot
it seemed that Vietnam was just over then
I read lots of books on Cults and movements
read up on Christian teachings
and about that fellow who went north in the
Alaska Bus to perish
(That bus was part of a work train that broke its
axle and was left behind for hunters and hikers,
dozers towed them from work area to work area)
I just watched "THE ROAD" last night and will
watch it again.. I have "DAS BOAT" also
and study Chernobyl as much as I can
I read up on Viruse outbreaks too
as we are overdue for a pandemic by
twenty years and some
Im not losing sleep about this stuff
it just is I shall return to my usual
form of poetry in due time