i diedA Poem by Cardinal Robin
i died The day I died no one well maybe one felt some inexplicably the Moon did not alter time nor shift its constant gaze the Divine appeared wasted dethroned totally to me like the cook hadn’t a baster nor had SHE basted HE The minute I died I no longer longed for fear nor fatigue fagged nor ennui and ALL Hell away like an EXHALE for once could I breathe and DID TRULY revived from slumber a burning “revolutionary” in quotations marked like blackest death for “Christians” in indiscriminate numberless irrations physicsless, mathless, yet still capable NAUGHT of ordinary madness yet NOT sadness, nor false evidence relinquished, surrendered, abandoned MY FOOL The moment I died you felt your first epic rock crush your blues and rubber soul too shock true false in-to-a Golden Means means meaning, merit, value, BEATing no mean thing not irreverent in the slightest irrelevance rather sacred and what is “that/this”, mere games for a kid love loving self bored torn never born never to die deceased never played on the wheel of life ALONE, “KIDS, what manner of street cred J.C. BE?” The instant I died God’s plan realized Corpus Christi Risible Ghostly Host of Evil vision dispersion division glance: blow cutter! “Away! Stone NO ONE, GO AWAY!” villainous earthly plight Constantine laying NICE-aly??? for WOW, WHO WHOM didst thou a treasure WARS IGNITE and EVIL be for promises broken sodden guiltily pleasure bent bent bent this way and that and then SNAPPED and ALL end Robin © 2008 Cardinal RobinFeatured Review
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