IF YOU HAD A BODY LIKE THAT

Two gloves, a left and a right.

Only the fool doesn’t get it right.

God is peace. Then a note from Mozart, and a little bit more.

Following the concert, we run home to bed.

No ambiguity and nothing to dread.

Good is nothing. And a little bit more.

Evil is everything. Birthmarks on the whore.

If you had a body like that,

What would I think of your soul?

Everything runs from the world as a whole.

Ignorance leads to irritation, and then attempts to be boss.

Democracy is bitter, bitter about its loss.

This is my republic. No one tells me what to do.

The simplest laws would look good on you.

 

5 Comments

  1. Jolein said,

    November 11, 2018 at 3:59 pm

    Never trust poetry! Neither trust poems! Nor poets, especially not poets – never trust them!

  2. thomasbrady said,

    November 11, 2018 at 4:08 pm

    Trust poets, just don’t trust their cute dogs, leashed. They might bite. Trust poets, morning, noon, and night. But their poems, don’t trust them. They might bite.

    • Jolein said,

      November 11, 2018 at 6:37 pm

      Can one ever truly? Can one ever decipher when or where the poem ends and the poet begins? Can one ever…., please do tell me…?

  3. thomasbrady said,

    November 11, 2018 at 6:55 pm

    This is difficult to answer. Which means it is an excellent question. I think it depends on the intention of the poet where they want to draw the line between themselves and the poem. For the poem as poet I think of Keats’ short poem Why did I laught tonight…my living hand, I hold it towards you…

  4. thomasbrady said,

    November 11, 2018 at 7:01 pm

    Oops I was thinking of 2 poems… Laugh and Hand are two separate poems but I think they both work


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