They all presage for me
Signal calamity -
Deep etched lines that fall from Saturn’s mount,
Crabbed islands on wavering lines of fate,
A mole on the southwest corner of the palm,
I stay calm
For I
Have seen the rising sun lave snowy peaks,
Seen ditchwater drowning dreaded kings,
Hunted with the hoary hounds of hell,
And through these all have seen my poems take wings
To do the same as your neighbour,
Though dull as ditchwater,
To love, wed, indebt and procreate,
To dread waking up, to hate your life,
To want what others have,
To expedite your own demise,
To drink and smoke, indulge and scoff,
To judge those worse than you,
To be afraid of life and death,
To bask in burning rays.
To avoid the Grave.
Is it normal to write this poem?
When abnormality is common place,
Who then is normal?
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