Amend the Amends
You go on ahead
To your unmade bed.
Take a saintly nap;
Comfortably wrap
Yourself in blankets—
It is night, isn't it?
The day has ended,
Amends amended,
Because apologies
Are ideologies:—
Merely strange dogmas
Of those in comas—
They demand no following.
They are grossly wallowing
In mud and waste.
Go and make haste
And amend the amends—:—
I deserve no friends:—
You retract companionship
For complete dictatorship.
'Tis simply an amendment
On amends. You meant
For betterment—
Thus detachment
From me
And replacement
Of me
With government.
Copyright © Daniel Handschuh | Year Posted 2017
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