Suffered All the Furies
muttering between teeth
her notes always flat
never sharp
nothing holds fast
eating me alive
tearing me apart
by rack and torture
roasting me little by little
suffered slings and arrows
in the name of duty and religion
crashing into the barriers
alive and teeming
streaming pugnacious
the magic talisman
too supple
the resistance has been beaten out of you
you know that all heroes will be shot
in the name of liberty
as the sun rises over the mountains
this rubble we call home
where the ignorant rule
the brave worry about their numbers
their contracts
their publicity campaigns
shaking like the naked in the wind
afraid of their shadows
concocting schemes to defraud the public
marching over your red coat
as it lays in total disregard
climbing into a minimalist speech
the first line of hallway banter
lost to the forgotten question
that never left your lips
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