This

So you will not bring me my praise
my light, my love, my will to live,
and I am sullen.

I can not rise to find
my refuge, my fortress
because I hear not
my encouragement
my praise

I fear I am nothing,
I am invisible

My courage disappears
because I am nothing

And it is an agony that
I talk to myself

I’ve heard this before.

The Four Nuppets of the Apocalypse

[The Children’s Crusade to the North Pole (Draft 3)]

Behold, the feathers of truth descend:
the four Nuppets of the Apocalypse
have arrived as foretold and
Huge Bird walks among us, but
know ye the schools are defiled,
the files are closed in haste. Leave
as the leaves have fallen.

Leave ye from the branches
though the ground is noisome
and you fear the reign of feathers

Leave from pestilence
to join our march

I say to you in earnest:
Give your leave
to walk with me
to our secret place

Do not be afraid;
Huge Bird can see
‘the snares of the fowler’

Let us gather in common cause:
I pray you follow me here to
sing with me for wanderlust but
should you not be present here,
be at the Ward Hunt Island retreat

I’m thirteen but so what: God has
given me the powers of prophesy, and
I will lead you to the Jerusalemma
at the North Pole throne fortress

Do not be afraid; we have
Mr. Smith our science teacher,
a captive for our just cause.

We have lured that devil away with
the best black market vaccine, and
we agree to release his mistress
and say yea verily to the sky,
she shall sin no more though
she is stoned on pot and high

Mr. Smith is now in a cage
and we can engage him double
along the way to Jerusalemma.

Glaciers are melting, he informs us
ergo, we apprehend it will be warm.

But hey kids, God will strike him down
if he fails to well teach us the way.

But the signs will be clear —
and when we are near the North pole, dears
a polar bear will growl with hunger

but even deer shall have no fear, for we will
summon Mr. Smith to leave his cage and he,
not faithful enough to trample a dragon,
will bear witness to sacrifice and suffer for us
as the science says bears will do.

The bear will be most grateful and
share seven seals from his snacks.

These seals will become many and
we will not be hungry.

Come ye all to Ward Hunt Island
but fear not expanse of ice or snow,
for carbon’s ghost will warm us

I tell you now my vision:
with ash and fire from the sky,
the ice will turn into stone, and
we shall walk to the North Pole.

Join our crusade, and
bring a teacher in a cage.

Let us pray
for the promised land
of milk and windmills

Science says
do this.

Un regalo dalla Cina

Ricordami dal giorno di Natale, per il motivo
sono stato un regalo che l’ha regales, e poi
eravamo insieme in un abbraccio
senza maschere, senza vestiti
nella nuda verità dell’amore,
ornamenti per splendente beatitudine
più di un bacio, una risata
prima della peste cinese
come un giro sul carro con
musica dondolata e rotolata –
tali giorni sulle montagne russe;
sembra vago ora quando
Ho così freddo nel letargo invernale
e la tua quarantena è così lontana, ma
la primavera sta arrivando, e
Salterò sul tuo letto
e possiamo esserlo
bambini con gelato,
adulti con vino.
—————-
Remember me from Christmas day, for the reason
I was a gift that gave it, and then
we were together in an embrace
without masks, without clothes
in the naked truth of love,
ornaments for shining bliss
more than a kiss, a laugh
before the Chinese plague
like a ride on the wagon with
rocked and rolled music –
such roller coaster days;
seems vague now when
I am so cold in the winter hibernation
and your quarantine is so far, but
spring is coming, and
I’ll jump on your bed
and we can be
kids with ice cream,
adults with wine.

A Gift From China

Remember me from Christmas day:
I was a present for you
because I was present, and
we were together in a hug
without masks, without clothes
in the naked truth of love,
ornaments for shiny bliss
more than a kiss, a laugh
before the Chinese plague
like a hayride, and
rock and roll —
such roller-coaster days;
seems hazy now when
I am so cold in the winter hibernation
and your quarantine is so far away, but
spring is coming, and
I will jump on your bed
and we can be
children with ice cream, and
adults with wine.