God Damn you and the child!
Shutting the slamming door
Thin light strand falling
The lonely floor
And slamming shouting door
Sitting dark alone
Alone in the dark
Softening full of outer space
Cooling gin wettening cheeks
And the darkness fading
The stars one after another
Fading and blinking out
Till the wild east rises a new dawn
Red is the East
Rosy fingers dawning and the
Crescent half smile translusing
To nothing
And the cold metal
Upon flesh
And the red sun rising
Groping towards the light
And So:
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
Slave of the Slave
The worker is the slave of capitalist society, the female worker is the slave of that slave. - James Connolly - and Yoko Ono said...
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I love this poem. Would love to hear you read it and watch the responses.
It's an incredibly strong piece - just like you!
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