by Mankh
Zen erection
casual coffee with Jesus his arms uncrossed
hair in a ponytail, quoting Marx
“Religion is the opium of the masses”
74,000 people individually or in small groups
contemplating candle flames instead of Burning Man
Hitler without that mustache and
goddamned manic speech pattern
the sounds of Whales played at loud volume
during school recess
the songs of Songbirds
required listening before being handed a PhD
standing barefoot in a meadow for one hour
before getting a driver’s license
only mimes allowed to run for political office
that way no liar will ever have the last word
only mimes allowed to be corporate news anchors
that way, well, you know, or if you don’t
you could skip the rest of this poem
a mime pouring his heart out to a psychiatrist
global weapons manufacturer CEOs and employees
forced to mop up all the tears shed
because of their profits and paychecks
wildlfower seeds unloaded from aircraft
onto all the killing fields
those who relish domination
falling like dominoes.
~ Mankh (Walter E. Harris III)
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Sorry to be late to the dance, my friend – under the weather for the past 10 days.
Excellent poetry!
Thanks, Paul, and feel all well!