the last sin
  pale ashen sky
a bleary eye
clouds of recurring screams...
i am a zoo
  an octopus leviathan
tentacles into an ocean
of unformed emotions...
syphilis and love  
  syphilitic pall
stifles the clear blue
i contort...
shell and pearl
  amidst highs and lows
in life's ocean flows
a shell peony-mouthed...
i am an unmarried mother
  fed on stings
of barbed milk morality
my child-plankton...
the lovers
  cell upon cell
bridge of their union
hung on the pillars...
  ogre of age
and time cavil
at a warm picture...
the young today
  innocence thaws
at the altar
of ambition...


Rape violence poverty
Corruption of the soul
Tell me how can a poem survive all this?

Hunger apathy ignorance
Minefields of shame
Tell me how can a people survive all this?

Miasma mirage fissures
Illusions of grandeur
Tell me how can a nation survive all this?

Distrust exclusion power-porn
Shenanigans of the amoral
Tell me how can a world survive all this?

Verse in the time of vivisection
How painful it is to write a poem

27 March 2011