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illanelle: Whose voice so insistent and so early to whine

(I have just found a poem I wrote three days before I was tossed up
and knocked down by a speeding car while I was mid-way on a zebra-
crossing on an entry-road to a mosque. I had the right of way. The curious 
thing was/is that I saw no car approaching from the right. The driver - a Tunisian in a hurry to pay his respects to Allah - did not, according to him, see me either. Curious! P.S. The car hit me right where there is a 30km speed limit signpost in front of a primary school, and the driver is still driving around in a postal services delivery van. Vive la France! Viva la Francia! The emasculation through isolation and the strangulation through noise nuisance continue unabated! The Brave New World! under Socialist management!)

Whose voice so insistent and so early to whine
Jabbering heads rap on the panes of my ears
Can howling winds meticulous eke out Nature's design

Last Exit to Brooklyn not by rote every line
Requiem for a Dream's stream of consciousness leers
Whose voice so insistent and so early to whine

Do my words madly rushing winds now entwine
Whose bones rattle in the shutters of my fears
Can howling winds meticulous eke out Nature's design

Does the magic fridge's realism pop pills divine
Make me look the svelte creature the world requires
Whose voice so insistent and so early to whine

The Algebra of Need's burning cold in my vein
Black dealer king's piston bursting through dry tears
Can howling winds meticulous eke out Nature's design

The gaping hunger in my soul sickens in my brine
Spoon-fed needlefuls bloat attention in dears
Whose voice so insistent and so early to whine
Can howling winds meticulous eke out Nature's design

(c) T. Wignesan, Paris – February 6, 2015

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