I
was naked today
I was naked
today
&
baying like a wolf
I tore the
flesh from bone
100 miles
from home
One wanders
alone
Since one
is alone
One sets up
camp
Wherever
one has roamed
Anaesthetizes
with the holy spirit
But the
demon comes whispering blood
In this
forest
For the
firebuilders to conquer
I wish
Armageddeon
In the
first world
Coz the
third’s known it for centuries
They stole
the men & women
& threw
the children to the seas
Man is
waged in a demented fight with man
& you
are a river of ice
They killed
the wolves
Once they
coopted gunpowder
& how
to feel like the apex of nature
When one is
endangered by mediocrities with lies
When the
lion & the wolf are frightened by the lamb
Because the
fields are ruled by a clothed man’s law
He has his
weapons
But his
wisdom is shot
In this
battle of wits
The wolf
wins by a lot
But man’s
violence is not survivalist
He feeds
not, he destroys
The mythic
The only
way to describe
His killing
for lust
& thousands
sign up alongside him
To ravish
Helen of Troy.
And the
wolves were herded into cages
By the men
with dead eyes
&
suppressed rages
Like rats
in Perspex mases
For the
suffering of human sages
Those with
flashing eyes
Who’ve
drunk the milk of paradise
Were milked
across the ocean
& the
African, mixed a potion in their feed
That they
forgot the songs of home
& the
fires that warmed their bones
Not a
stone’s throw
But
thousands of ks
The
landslides bayed for blood
The wolves
broke free
Thanks to
the queer’s sodomy
& at
last man could see
Inhumanity
done to man
But he
could not yet see
His own
mediocrity
& the
earth was cut in half
By the
cacklings of the politicians’ laugh
Man had
enslaved all species
In his
quest to know the globe
When all he
had to learn
Was know
his shadow
Know
thyself
So the
wolves were free but enclosed
& St Paul
could only see his nose
He flushed
spiders down the toilet
He couldn’t
avoid it
Gunpowder
technology
Ruled all
bounds.
And then
the ladders that linked the escalators
Ran
diagonally like a scythe
Run by
revolutionaries
&
spaceships carrying billionaires
Overshot
their paparazzi
& they
realized space was dangerous
They
couldn’t control the stars
Like the
wolves they’d needed guns
But what
machine would it take
To enslave
the poet’s imagination
You walked
on a tightrope
Above a
screaming metropolis
&
learned the beauty of distance
& love
on harmonicas would set you free
The
caterpillar swore in Yiddish
Those
Zionists shaved off their beards
& swore
upon the mother of Israel
Like the
curse of Blake’s harlot mothers.
The music
of drum & bass
Killed the
ears of budding musicians
& the
wolf singers on a full moon
We freed
but on parole.
Amnesia
& lost pathways
Battles to
corrupt my mind
As I get
closer to old age
& a
hospital bed in some unknown place
Before I
die I need to get to Albuquerque
The song by
Neil Young
Wasted
& alone
Before I
die I need to taste woman’s flesh again
Else too
much is left undone
I miss my
demon lover
She sucked
my blood dry
You know
her too & you have tasted her
Like all
good lone wolves
We belong
to the night sky alone
The stars
exploding & Sufi circles
Till the
stars rain down in our brains
There once
was a wee piggy born with a wolf’s fangs
She turned
cannibal & destroyed the stye
So she
might walk the mountains & forests
Yes the
maze
& man
trapped her
& made
her a travelling expo
She was
studied
Like the
Aboriginal with a mirror
I’ve
forgotten her name
She had
remarkable breasts
For a demon
& we bayed & bathed
What you
mere mortals call it making love
We called
it Armagedeon.
Could I
become pure sound? I think so
Our howls
travelling through the universe
To infinity
When our
cells turn back to dust
Her’s &
my body become the mountain.
That’s like
every being goes high or low
In this
tale that isn’t a tale
No
resolution no shape
Just the
maze we’re all forced into
On this
quest for dinner
& sex
& death & howling as much against the walls
As at the
moon.
Published
& Copyright Malachi Doyle 2024.
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