[Newspoetry] The argument of me

[John Newmark]

Forgive me...here's a pied poem with a couple pieces of the pie missing
(for I am not quite up to Oulipian standards)

as a world wields
tragedy against love
I maimed myself last night
thinking of us
you shall hurt me

my flesh -- my heart
you drink
you dead -- me numb
a pair of faces
a still life

far away, unsheltered
lost beasts nestled nakedly
bottle up CNN
listening to violence
ears yawning
empty mouth
knowing no jungle
Imagining universal truths

I am not forgetful
I reply
I am feeling
yearning
pining
for undertones of violence

violence goes
and comes
for ever greater

a word or argument
in itself
will not yield
the coming
of The Name

-- 
John
gavroche at gmail.com