LET us give up then, you and me,
When the dawn tattered flag of infinity
Flies like a corpse at Thanksgiving;
Let us give up, admit the desert alleys,
The clattering machine gun
Of relentless unreflecting ideology
And sawtoothed kosher deceits in Tel Aviv:
Treats that follow like a mutual agreement
Of the Bible’s Revelations
Lead us into a self fulfilling prophesy
Oh, do not ask, What time it be?
Let us embrace our insanity.
In the gloom the children run and play
Only having yesterday.
The yellow dog that scratches its back upon the rubbish heap,
The acrid cur that rubs its muzzle on the whole damned keep
Licked its tongue into the bronchi of the lungs,
Lingered upon the bulges of lividity,
Let dribble upon its mange maggots that fell from its teeth,
Stumbled by the doorstep, took a last breath,
And seeing that it was a final November night,
Curled once around the welcome mat and closed its eyes.
so much to dread
Upon
a dead sea
scroll
teared with dumb
desire
inside a hermetic
seal.
I saw the narrow minds of my generation deceived by government, shrieking hysterically; lies dragging us through shit in the illumination of a television screen; foxnewsed squareshirts nattering the mythologies of the day, seduced by the machinery of war, nattily attired in ties, hollow-cheeked but sat-up straight in the supernatural whizbang of sound effects and graphics floating across their membranes. They bared their teeth for Hannity with the belief that hell is a Hollywood staging of homosexual school teachers who passed through universities hallucinating on LSD and atheist dogma and lay amongst the scum of liberality and should be expunged from the earth in a fiery destruction for printing abominations above the noses of the righteous and for glowering and burning their mocking poems into our misery weakly allowing terrororatorists to attack us in our underwear.
