Wow! a scorcher of a poem Grassy what else can I say except maybe "Never
mind the language feel the heat." Sally J
>From: grasshopper <[log in to unmask]>
>Reply-To: The Pennine Poetry Works <[log in to unmask]>
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>Subject: New sub-Lucifer on the news (language warning)
>Date: Sun, 5 Jan 2003 12:31:12 -0000
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>Lucifer on the news
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>You tell me the earth is bleeding -
>so what? The old bitch is in heat again,
>forging a wake of blood-spots
>as she whines at the sky.
>Tell me what you think she summons
>from the darkness, what lurks outside
>the yard, sniffing, cock twitching with must?
>Oh, the angels of light would be at
>the latch, flinging the gate wide.
>They worship fertility with every quill-quiver,
>but they can't fuck - there's the juice.
>They'd hover over the whelping
>like cramp-bellied buzzards. Sex
>thrills them, the mad abundance of sperm,
>seed and spawn lavish as Solomon's wealth.
>They swoon in the vicarious heat
>of passion, melt in mirrored comes,
>eyes raised and narrowed to lasers.
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>Spread your dark wings, lads, drive off
>the dogs, ride shot-gun to prevent
>that curse of belly. I could have snipped
>the cord long ago, ended the threat,
>but the governor claims it's unnatural,
>that all possibilities must be allowed.
>He won't open the gate, but if it were
>to swing ajar, with a breeze, a waft
>of pinions, a nudge of sandal-sole -
>well, that's already accounted for
>in the long-range plan. It's his job
>to dream, and our duty to act.
>Dip the buckets in Lethe, fill flasks
>with citronella (save the garlic
>for my gazpacho). Shrill the great sirens
>and launch the squadrons to deep swarm
>again. Bugle me, boys, and remember:
>brightness hides the enemy.
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> grasshopper
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