In The Den
IN THE DEN
To spite
conservation of chaos,
the whiskey, beer, wine rituals,
Homeric remembered
death
as a many splendid thing,
a drug-laced funk of power
cycling through thirty-five trillion visions
of primate lust, bereft of sanctuary
or environmental
love or tailored liberty
the deer couple listen,
being avatars of American Gothic evidence,
they listen, despite the dreadful comedy
of their eyes once
stymied by headlights
now become myth mirrors
for the swish of paint on skin;
the deer couple listen,
anxious buck and angry doe do listen.
To spite the beautiful lie that spirits die,
the deer couple survey the true grit of greed,
the rise and fall
of thirty-five trillion versions,
record the negative progress of human truth.
Jerry W. Ward, Jr. October
28, 2017
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