Sunday, December 13, 2009

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the poetry of rodger pegues once the leaves fall from the trees

outside my 5th story floor window

through the limbs of trees

grown up through pavement

I can see the snow-capped

mountains in the distance

thinking as mountains

looking down at us

from the dragon perspective

all those

microscopic clusterfuck folk

have coalesced and constructed

have changed the natural to their concrete nature

but I don’t want to be a victim

especially when the pain

belongs to someone else

especially when invisibles

need extra blankets

and artificial limbs

dismembered in wars fought to advance

my pregnant notion

the bastard of freedom

his mother a dog

licking the vomit of muddy

epitaphs written by inclusive

fat people on sabbatical

to an unknown region of earth and sky

sky like fire

4 as that bitch burns

it reigns pleasure and seals

the envelope containing the judgment

of our flesh

cast to the Lake of Fire

searing flesh awake

brisk like ice showers

snow in heaps

discarded white shit

as the potential

of flooding waters

catfish tug boats

pilot the bayou

dead body

in tow

mismanaged chicken, pork & beef

rat, hair & roaches

cocked delivered

to the gallows

of usurpation

filmed live

on camera phone

piled along the roadside

of oil and coal

black sand

in crushed relief

[Via http://rodgerpegues.wordpress.com]

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