they tried to ram it down our throats
the notion that Beauty should not be at all
except as a slogan for The Revolution
as if there had never been revolution before
only this one in short term memory stored
so raze it all at one blow: like the little tailor, you know,
who swatted all the flies at the jam pot assuring his Name.
raze it to the ground don't hesitate
crime won't wait.and only crime pays
beauty truth and goodness down all rivers sold
and God is dead again
the doors bolted and locked. the sorrow at the dock
King Arthur out to sea.
what should it mean to me.
coolly he flicked the ashes away
the ashes of civilization, say, you know what I mean
the king for a day laconically, the king of all disposals
sifting 3 minute proposals
mary angela douglas 4 january 2022
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