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Dagger-like and Sword-like Will Notwithstanding

Dagger-like and Sword-like Will Notwithstanding The tears do not comply with lines in skin. They course along outside the ditches, rude Though silent in belligerence.  These thin Trails cannot hold the pain when it is skewed Away from tracks that time has dug. ...

The Truth

              The Truth The ancient Greeks are there. They do not hide The truth about themselves like holy priests Of papal Rome.  The Greeks adored male pride And loathed it.  They were not pure logic’s beasts: They gloried in their contradictions, found Them not...

Ithaca ( Ἰθάκη), the Dull Town

Ithaca ( Ἰθάκη), the Dull Town Your wife is there, your two-balled heir, and hound Still true (like bone to brawn) behind his eyes Destroyed with cataracts—but his snout’s bound To ravel your armpit; he’s the surprise That isn’t surprising when you return Among the...

Black Light was not Needed

  Black Light was not Needed I used to wear my heart a little wet With Day Glo blood, and pumping, on my sleeve, A pulse of adolescent scarlet, jet, Throb, jet in all directions.  No steel greave Protected it politely in this show. Beats warbled as a sobbing gospel...