POEM OF THE WEEK

by Tom Miller - 12/02/98

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the poet is armed
the poet is ready

 

 

like a preacher

the poet ministers

to the needy

 

and is ridiculed

for believing in

a false god

 

words

are the salvation

of the poet

 

he can strike you down

with words

he can

 

lift your heart or

rip it out of your chest

 

the moon

sun and stars

are more meaningful

 

when the poet calls them

from the

sky

 

as birds

as butterflies

as rosemary

 

as memories

 

as the last moment

on earth

 

as the beginning

of time

 

the poet is

armed and ready

 

the poet has

a microphone

 

tonight

the poet

is going to

fuck you

with the

microphone

 

the poet

is going to

crawl

inside you

and die

 

the poet

is going to

bag you

in your

ball sack

and

throw you

in the river

 

the poet

is going to

chew your

brain stem

until

all you have left

is a grunt

 

he's going to

hold you and

kiss you and

take you to the

mountains

 

he's going to

throw you

into the wind

 

like a minister

the poet will

save you

 

like a minister

the poet will

scream on the

street corner

 

invoke the spirits

of the damned

 

throw meat

to the dogs

in the fire

 

breathe acid

into the

cunt

of mars

 

the poet is armed

the poet is ready to do

battle

 

no army can

destroy him

 

no force of nature

can subdue him

 

no act of god

can erase him

 

the poet is the

unsinkable ship

 

the last

gate to hell

 

the train wreck

of osirus

 

the end of the

universe

after the end

 

a quiet

gentle

honest

flower

 

a

shrieking

madness in a

whiskey bottle

 

the ache

in your mother

 

your worst

motherfucker

 

the poet

is armed and ready

 

he has your ass

and your ass

is mine

 

 

 

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