Almost a Poem Pt. Ii
blame the purblind Doomsters,
not me.
blame the ragged claws scuttling
across the floors of silent seas
for this Elusive Allusive disease.
don't waste time finding a rhyme
or making and matching a meter
a-muse yourself with the
bells, bells, bells
of the ice cream man on
a throat culture stick,
my depressed tongue
licking a malignancy.
forget that the void is awaiting
the weaver of the wind.
forget that whatever happens
happens again.
forget the question & break lances.
forget the language of the fallen tower.
forget the masterpieces built in an hour.
forget the feathered glory, the broken wall.
forget the great height, the genesis,
the fall.
forget the whale, forget the usurper.
forget the eagle tearing at your flesh.
forget karen, forget lenore,
forget ophelia, maud is gonne,
forget molly, forget penelope,
forget dulcinea, forget beatrice.
forget history, it has ousted Truth.
forget poetry, the history of
ousted possibilities.
forget this while i try to
write a real poem.
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