Sunday, May 12, 2013

Doru Chirodea

OBAMA HUSSEIN BIN LADEN

most gods
sleep
most of the time
like the mississippi lynched
and the twin towers scorched
who can't hear you anymore
unlike
your barely unscathed wives
scattered
on revolving gooky beds
spread eagle there
for your certain consideration
and predictably
you mistake them
for albino capybaras
scurrying down
the primeval sea beaches
oblivious
to the mother
of all flatulence
which is now
conveniently avoided
in public
and deeply forgotten
as being
the spring
of all non-mineral things
just as you are
as all there is
to be
from now on
recedes into
a pure drop
of momentous accumulation
of spam
sandwiched between
most gods
who sleep
most of the time
just as the great lion males do
but when
at last awake
devour
all their new pride's cubs
for reasons
only people
just returned
from endless vacations
seem to be able
to justify
halfdreaming windmills
set in motion
by masters
busily dead
engaging
hairline cracked
propellerlike
stump arms
in perfect
perfunctory spinning
meant
for passportless barefoot tourists
curious
of moist fresh guavas
served postcoitally
by third millennia slaves
aggressively overpaid at work
yet mutely self destructive
on their calm home street
where
the nearby parked car
blows up
and your child
is instantly fractioned
in 9112001
strangely jagged bits
of brilliant red flesh
of your own
but you survive
because
you weren't there
to begin with
and anyway
you can't remember
anymore
who had told you
long ago
that some place
some where
a war kinda's going on
that involves
some other guys
not you.

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