Wednesday, March 21, 2012

But I Didn't Applaud

Here’s a devil in the marshes,
A tiny ball of slime and smudge,
From a Mediaeval catalogue of doubt,
Between the ropes and burnings,
The end of all defective sinners,
Suspended, turning in the sunset,
A shadow in the children’s eyes,
Of the loathing of their ersatz god.
That’s not it at all,
That’s not what I meant at all.

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