Of Things Past and Future

 

Of Things Past and Future 

The monstrous golems
Of things past, the colossus

Of rot and bloat; gaseous dreams
Rising to dominance,
Oh gangrene remembrances.

These wretched night stallions
Galloping in human-kindless’ place

On the carnival-go-round
Of carnal (chambered) knowledge--
These stanchions under the brooding roof.

Awake in this penitential night
Human awareness scratched across

A black-boarded mind
Of inner side-show sky overcast
Waiting by the kafka-revolving door.

Endless spinning, the mirrored mis-hope
Of history’s leviathan launches

Bacchanal killing of the go-round
By skin-thin souls, carny totems of the
Masque, redded from 'poe' to pole 

But all to stanch this 'juglarnaunt'
This endless carousel of terror,

Only the parabolic words
Of one wanderer, a harlequin
Hanged by reasons of the world.

1st pub. in Half Way Down the Stairs
and then in Static Movement