a better human
by Randy Billings
raze the city
and drown
the ashes at sea
far from
transcendental
prosperity -
..............&let
the poets, painters
and musicians
roam free
the grey concrete
unyielding brick
glass-&-mortar cages
will encage them
no more
possessions seem
a residiual error
that serves only
to weigh down
the fancy -
make dumb-found
hermeneutic minds
.................where a
one-powerful imagination
is now employed in making
believe that careers
are as important
as lives
Dionysus may reign again
if the people permit him -
if the women are willing -
and the poets worthy
the music
ominous minor chords
of intent -
..........lurk
beneath conscious minds
setting the tone
mind intoning feel
at bequest
of muse alone
only pragmatic death
in a tragic world
of form - all
to the sound
of rustling leaves
in the thrush
of spring -
sun may as well set
. - plummet to sea -
and erase this mistake
and let chaos
create
a better human
raze the city
and drown
the ashes at sea
far from
transcendental
prosperity -
..............&let
the poets, painters
and musicians
roam free
the grey concrete
unyielding brick
glass-&-mortar cages
will encage them
no more
possessions seem
a residiual error
that serves only
to weigh down
the fancy -
make dumb-found
hermeneutic minds
.................where a
one-powerful imagination
is now employed in making
believe that careers
are as important
as lives
Dionysus may reign again
if the people permit him -
if the women are willing -
and the poets worthy
the music
ominous minor chords
of intent -
..........lurk
beneath conscious minds
setting the tone
mind intoning feel
at bequest
of muse alone
only pragmatic death
in a tragic world
of form - all
to the sound
of rustling leaves
in the thrush
of spring -
sun may as well set
. - plummet to sea -
and erase this mistake
and let chaos
create
a better human

1 Comments:
you create an admissable distance to present your scathing residual of life's dilettente...to the point that "chaos" deserves a more symphonic introduction or defined conclusion...the poem's entrance is contagious and somehow hopeful given the rest of the poem's longing..."permit" carries a weight as rare as single words are usually capable...beyond the italics i mean...the voice of the poet has never been more disappointed with the moment...charming
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