The Wanderer Falls
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Shadow souls flying across the sea
Of my senses they knew, what a mockery,
How do I write the song says the dream?
Whereupon the wanderer falls
In the scribbled pines
Of a forest burnt
In the addled minds
of ruminants
Under the spell
Of prescription drugs
A waterfall falling long
Whispering into nothing
And how does a shadow sing along?
With the words planted
When their minds are gone
The cultured lie pearl
Calumny and drought
Don’t ask me
I don’t know what it means
I just write it down
Medicated monsters flee themselves
In fiery wagons chasing hope
When no earthly vehicle
Can help them now
And the darkness of the drones
The forest-flatteners blocking the sun
With gun-carriage storms
Of all fissile material
Spitting their fish scales
Into our faces
And who wrote the song?
Down by the deadpond
Now that Weyland’s work is done
Tantalite, tungsten, sin, tin and gold
Seem pretty small in your hand there’s a phone
But all over Africa mines are still smouldering
How do I write the song says the dream?
Lord help me I feel the world psyche waking
Whereupon the wanderer falls.
Copyright © Diane Leggett | Year Posted 2023
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