Verbal gymnastics
twist the real meaning of this barbarous truth
To kill is called to sanction,
deliver the package is black ops captured proof
Approval of torture
moves a scared society 911 degrees
to the medieval reprobate melting phase
Blood flowers of a Nazi security horticulture
gets pruned and propaganda presented as being vitally necessary
By lovers of the philosophy of Marquis de Sade
Enhanced techniques of interrogation
is such a sterile term
Clinical desensitized dark suit pain inquisitors
favor methods of food and sleep deprivation
Give the screamers an amplified sip of electrical sperm,
treat the enemy combatants like ovulated planarian visitors
Torture is not for the squeamish heart ...
Cruel breakers of the body
like wearing the cloaked title of Roman toga civility
Closely check the polygraph chart,
see the shattered souls lay beaten with eyes empty
Classified secrets justify enhanced techniques;
flayed flesh of revenge satiate their bloodlust need,
give the vampire drinkers a full chalice of grapes of wrath plead
Lovers of life hate crucified words that morally bleed
Categories:
ovulated, dark, pain, perspective, truth,
Form: Narrative
Dawn, asleep at this hour
Chilled air is a gift
in the grip of summer
Landscape’s fresh silence
Moon, half blind
The traveling breeze
is a caravan
‘Come, naked and shivering,
says Lake,
dig through the mud for that
which is Truth, where the moon
inters her light, where bullfrogs
bark in circles’
The water
Lover, formless womb
ovulated by sunrise
I set the canoe in motion
Orange dragonflies, murmuring duckbills
fist-sized tadpoles, radiant finch
gesticulate above and beneath surface
Green reeds are light tendrils
Sky’s blue inks a mallard’s back
A raven’s croak is more alive
than most people
Mist drops while rising
The canoe glides
water laps, gasps
The poised presence of an osprey
circling
Everything silences, stills
except for the canoe
over the Lake’s belly
The sun, pinned to the tip
of a redwood
reflects like an eye in chrome
I lie back and float,
a water blossom’s thirst
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From my sixth book-length ms.
©dah / dahlusion 2014 / 2015
all rights reserved
“The Lake” was first published in
‘Black Market Re-View' (U.K.)
Categories:
ovulated, earth,
Form: Free verse