god’s suicide note – Gelert

Static.

Confined to my quarters,
pinned to a shirt,
sprayed on a wall,
nailed to a cross in the attic.

Detritus in a breakers yard
scattered on the floor
stoic remains, defiant shard
of a defeated jaw.

I am static.

Broken.

Hung, drawn and quartered,
dragged through the dirt,
thrown to the wall,
filled with a loss still unspoken.

Naked to the open eye,
Shamed before the law,
Ground into dust like any lie
Disposed pariah’s ore.

I am broken.

Powerless.

Not fed or watered,
Barely alert,
hung in freefall,
seeing the moss on the hourglass.

For fear is as doomed to fail
as grandeur to decline
the seven devils of detail
are waiting for their swine.

I am powerless.

 


 

(c) Gelert, 2018

More of a songwriter than a poet

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