BLACK HOLE
OF YOUR HEART

part two:

GLOSSES by Susi Farkas

ON THREE POEMS by

  Doug Draime

1. TO YOUR HOMELAND

The bald eagle flies silently above
and you have blood
on your hands.

The world is looking for some honour
in you, and you have connived at, ordered
or arranged the bombing of another village.

P eople subsist quietly and
peacefully in a valley they have tended
for two dozen generations
and you push your fatal greed
down their throats.

You let things rot that need to grow
and grow things that should not grow
and let things grow that need to rot.

You find beauty
and turn it by money into travesty.
You make money out of destruction
and you call it beautiful.

2. RELIGION

If I could reach into the black
hole of your heart I would find the
cause for all human suffering
smoldering in the garbage-dump of your
so-called
love.

If I could reach into the smoldering
garbage-dump of your so-called
love
I would find the black hole
of your heart causing all
human suffering

 
3. POEMS AND WORSHIP

POEMS
should make policemen beat themselves up
Poems should run like buffaloes through television sets
Poems should be pure water in the polluted ditch
Poems should be seeds in the logged-out forest
Poems should hunt and howl like hyænas
Poems should be laundered by desperate thieves
Poems should be embarrassing exiles
Poems should plan jail-breaks and kidnap children
Poems should be burnt twigs that burst forth with leaves
as we
WORSHIP
hypocrisy
history
television
the obscene serenity of Heaven
the trashing of the Earth
normality
and sex and science and cement
and the long murder done to us
since birth

for Man is the only monster.