poems etc.

The election 

They won the only coin toss

Before the others knew how to play

And then they stood appalled 

From higher moral ground

Wearing coats with green lapels

Hints of gold in their salivating grins 

Preaching dreams only to tax them

In barren lands rain a sin

 

And yet the hollow people followed fast

The humourless constitution of the dream weaver

Afoot on a cloud above 

Lambs electing butchers as their leader

 

Finally they reached the alter

Their carcass stinking of despair 

As he perfumed himself with power

The illustrious illusion of order

Was only for the civic fair

 

And thus the carnivore sat on the throne

Lined by the hide of your forefathers 

While your flesh drops off your bone

The fat man’s dinner party a slaughter

 

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my articles, poems etc., poems etc.

A barter of souls

Feet stained red

Celebrating negotiated love

Standing on the edge

Beyond all caging fences

Above the skyline

 

The cold cement

In an open embrace

Offering a calm conclusion

To her buffering spirit

 

And so hesitantly she left

Her grey house

Now his

For a home promising to be hers

Till after the end

 

Left floating away

Her arrival sounded by the breaking

Of her once radiant will

Releasing her from

The forced barter

 

A new lease

Now signed in her name